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nTranslator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

nSeeing Yang Ling and his cold smile, then looking at the agitated Clause, Michelle could not understand why they were acting like long-standing enemies despite having just met for the first time. She shook her head and said, “Sir Yang, thank you for your help today!”

nMounting her tall white horse, Michelle waved at Yang Ling and Sofia before leaving. Seeing this, Clause could only follow after her. He turned back and shot Yang Ling an angry glare even as he left.

nA foolish playboy!

nThe knight Clause had a deep hatred for Yang Ling, but Yang Ling did not care much about him.

nA person’s personality dictated his successes and failures. Even though this knight seemed powerful, able to fend off the attacks of a large group of Wind Wolves, his rash and impulsive personality would make it hard for him to make a name for himself. If their positions were switched, Yang Ling would definitely not wear his emotions on his sleeve like that. The man probably made enemies wherever he went. Instead, Yang Ling liked to plan how he was going to strike his enemies from behind.

nDistracted, Yang Ling only came to his senses after Sofia had walked some distance away.

n“Sofia, why did you run away without a word? Who bullied you? I will avenge you!” Yang Ling quickly caught up to Sofia and hugged her despite her struggles.

n“Release me! Why are you following me instead of finding beautiful maids and living your life as a Casanova?” Sofia struggled hard, her tears falling from her eyes. Early that morning, she had arrived at Wissen Castle with some sponge cakes she made herself. She hadn’t expected to hear news of Yang Ling conducting a selection for his personal maids.

nOriginally, she didn’t see anything wrong with employing a few maids. But seeing how the townspeople hurried over with their dolled-up daughters, then hearing their discussions about which ladies from which families would be lucky enough to marry Yang Ling, she realized that the incident was not as simple as she had imagined. The nobles of the human race were as flirtatious as a Hasmere in heat.

nIn her grief, Sofia became disheartened. She aimlessly ran into Terras Forest after leaving behind a note, and accidentally encountered a large group of hungry Wind Wolves. If not for Michelle and Clause passing by the area, she might have already met with misfortune.

nFind beautiful maids and live my life as a Casanova? Yang Ling shook his head. This misunderstanding has gone too far!

n“My elf lady, if you do not return, I am going to seriously consider finding myself a few beautiful ladies!” Yang Ling smiled. He quickly explained loudly after seeing the expression on Sofia’s face change. “Sofia, I only asked the butler to look for a few ladies to finalize the preparations for the inn that is going to open soon. A misunderstanding, this is all a misunderstanding!”

n“A misunderstanding? It might be reasonable that one person misunderstood, but could all of the people in Wissen Town have misunderstood?” Sofia’s face was covered in tears. She continued, “Yang Ling, let go of me! Let me return to the elf tribe alone. From this day on, I never want to see you again.”

n“Sofia, this is a rumor, a ridiculous rumor that originated because I did not explain myself clearly!” Yang Ling hugged the struggling Sofia tightly. “Even if I was thinking of that, why would I have asked for thirty ladies at the same time? Thirty people, I might not be able to cope even if I had cloning techniques!”

nMarrying thirty ladies at once?

nWhen Yang Ling said this, Sofia realized that the situation was a little off. With his explanation, she slowly noticed several suspicious spots in the story. Gradually, she started to believe that this was a rumor, a rumor that had caused her to slip into despair.

nAfter understanding what was going on, Sofia stopped struggling. Instead, she silently leaned in Yang Ling’s embrace. In her fatigue, leaning on Yang Ling’s broad chest and hearing his powerful heartbeats, Sofia felt an unprecedented sense of safety and satisfaction.

nWhen they returned to Wissen Castle, the fatigued Sofia had already fallen asleep in Yang Ling’s embrace. But even in her dreams, she would sometimes pitifully shed a few tears of sadness. Seeing this, Yang Ling gently carried her to his bed and carefully pulled a blanket over her. The pitiful girl must have been tired, having walked barefoot for such a long distance.

nFind a few beautiful maids and live the life of a Casanova?

nThinking back to the misunderstanding of the people, Yang Ling shook his head. He sat cross-legged in the yard, preparing to train. But he had just sat down when the old butler Murbaqi arrived outside the yard. “Sir, the beautiful ladies have all been selected, if you would like to have a look…”

n“Oh, so fast?” Seeing Murbaqi’s bitter smile, Yang Ling understood that he must have been on the receiving end of many angry voices in order to explain the misunderstanding. “Murbaqi, this has been hard on you!”

n“This was within my duties, sir. You need not be too formal!” Seeing how Yang Ling cared for his subordinates, Murbaqi could not help but feel a little touched. A noble like this was rare. Only an ancient family with thousands of years of history could nurture a true noble like Yang Ling.

nTurning back to look at the sleeping Sofia, Yang Ling gently closed the door of the yard. “Murbaqi, let’s go! The inn is about to open for business, so we must quickly train a group of qualified servers!”

nYang Ling knew that both the bar and the inn would require waitresses who could provide good service. Only by elevating the status of the inn could he capture the hearts of the merchants that came for holidays or work. Only then could he earn a bigger profit. Otherwise, if he was going to run an enterprise like an average roadside inn, he might not even be able to recoup his capital, much less make any money.

nWhen the twenty human ladies and ten elf ladies were standing before him, Yang Ling could not help but praise Murbaqi’s good tastes. These beautiful ladies were perky where they needed to be. If they were on Earth, they would definitely be loved by every man.

n“Ladies, do you know what you need to do?” Yang Ling smiled.

n“I know, we only need to do registration!”

n“That’s right, service in an inn, anyone knows how to do that.”

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nLooking at the smiling Yang Ling, the ladies all started to speak, some even introducing themselves with the hopes of attracting his attention. If they obtained Yang Ling’s fancy, they might be able to turn into a phoenix overnight.

nAfter shaking his head, Yang Ling said, “Ladies, this job is not as simple as you think it is. You all have to start by learning how to smile and walk!”

nLearning how to walk?

nHearing Yang Ling say this, the ladies became petrified. Even the old butler at the side was no exception. All the ladies here were beautiful, all young and pretty, full of energy. Yang Ling wanted them to start by learning how to walk?

nSeeing the people dumbfounded, Yang Ling shook his head. He explained to them how to smile while revealing eight of their teeth and how to perform a tantalizing catwalk.

nEven though he had not done it himself, Yang Ling had seen many do it and knew the key points hotels used to train their staff. Under his meticulous training, the ladies slowly started to understand what he meant.

n“Sir, how’s my smile?”

n“Sir, is the position of my leg correct?”

n“Aiyo! Sir, quick, quick come and support my waist, I am about to fall!”

nSoon, with Yang Ling’s personal training, the ladies relaxed and made various poses. Yang Ling had touched them lightly as he corrected their postures and movements, and his nerves and patience were facing an unprecedented challenge.

nAfter the ladies changed into their red qipaos, seeing their curvaceous figures, slender waists, and fair thighs, Yang Ling could not help but feel thirsty. Fortunately, his self-control had improved drastically after absorbing a large amount of green life force, allowing him to barely withstand the ladies’ temptations. Otherwise, he would not have been able to maintain his composure, and he might have gotten a nosebleed.

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