My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

At the top-floor of Mu’s Hotel.

In a faintly lit corridor, two muscular-looking men were holding the arms of an obviously cloudy-minded young woman.

The woman had long, raven colored hair and an extremely beautiful, innocent-looking face.
This made people think her to be totally harmless.

She was just like a weak, soft sheep that was to be bullied.

However, as a matter of fact, those who looked like gentle-looking sheep tended to be fatally appealing to men.

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“Are we giving this lustful girl directly to the Second Master of Mu? What a waste!”

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The man on the left had a scar on his face.
He was sizing up the cloudy-minded woman with greed and talking with a tone of regret.

Everyone in the capital city knew that the Second Master of Mu became a disabled man three years ago.

Rumor said that the Second Master of Mu was ferocious and cruel, and any woman who tried to get close to him tended to meet a terrible end.
Some of the women were even nowhere to be found.

Many people started to guess that those women must have been killed by the ruthless Second Master of Mu.

“True, the Second Master of Mu is totally disabled!” the man on the right responded with a look of obscenity.

He was also staring at the woman with heat in eyes.

“But even if that is the case, we are not supposed to touch her.
The Second Master of Mu is deeply obsessed with cleanliness.
If he ever finds that this girl was stained, our mission won’t be considered complete.”

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“And if we fail the mission, we will never have a peaceful moment in the future!”

The two men were both very much into this beautiful woman, but they were unfortunately on a mission.

“Help me… please!” the woman who was held by them uttered feebly.

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