Chapter 926 - 650: Ayimu

In the blink of an eye, three years have quietly passed.

In the Dong village, at the ironworks and quarry, smoke swirled, and there was a cacophony of voices.

The wild people who once fed on raw meat and blood had long been tamed into the Dong village’s slaves. They had shed their modesty-covering leaves and donned coarse animal hides.

They gradually spoke the simple Dong language, crude and awkward, yet sufficient to understand instructions and exchange trivial matters.

The Dong leader, well-versed in the art of controlling people, had dangled several "carrots" to keep these laborers willingly working.

"Work well, and at the end of the month, you will receive fatty meat."

"Accumulate enough work points, and you can exchange them for sturdier leather clothing."

"The best performer can earn a woman."

"Put in hard work, and one day you can shed your slave status and become an official clan member..."

These simple and straightforward promises became their motivation to sweat day after day.

...

On this day, as the sun slanted westward, the heavy labor finally came to a halt.

"It’s time to eat!"

"Come and line up for food!"

The overseer’s shouts echoed in the quarry.

"He Me" put down the heavy iron hammer in his hand, his rough palms covered with thick calluses.

He lined up, taking the clay bowl handed to him by the overseer. Inside the bowl was warm millet porridge mixed with a few bits of animal meat.

He found a relatively clean stone, crouched down, and with his head lowered, he shoveled the food into his mouth. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he devoured it ravenously.

At this moment, a crisp sound of a copper bell rang from afar, breaking the clamor of the quarry.

Everyone instinctively looked up, their gazes falling towards the entrance.

Soon, an Elder of the Dong people, with gray hair and a dark face, walked over slowly.

In his hair were three colorful feathers—red like fierce fire, blue like the sky, yellow like the warm sun—that marked him as a Dong elder.

Behind the Elder followed a woman in her thirties, with a plump figure and graceful steps, dressed in magnificent garments with bright colors, embroidered with intricate animal patterns in colored hemp threads.

A heavy shell necklace hung around her neck, smooth and round, gently swaying with her steps, emitting a fine, pleasant sound.

Seeing this, the overseer hurriedly put down the whip in his hand, jogged forward, and wore a flattering smile:

"Greetings, Elder, greetings, Madam Ayi Mu!"

Madam Ayi Mu did not look at the overseer but raised her eyes, her gaze slowly sweeping over the slaves squatting on the ground eating.

Her eyes carried scrutiny and critique, as if selecting a satisfactory piece of work.

She quietly surveyed the coarse and dark faces, scrutinizing them carefully.

Eventually, her gaze fixed on "He Me," and a trace of satisfaction gradually appeared in her eyes. She raised her finger, gently pointing at "He Me," speaking:

"Father, this one."

The Dong elder looked in the direction his daughter pointed, his gaze falling on "He Me." He nodded slowly, leaned slightly and whispered a few words to the overseer beside him.

The words were so light that no one heard the specifics, yet they instantly changed the overseer’s expression.

Soon, the overseer stood up and walked quickly to "He Me." He cleared his throat, his tone much gentler than usual:

"Three Legs, your luck has arrived, come over here!"

Madam Ayi Mu’s ears caught the words "Three Legs," and a subtle curve appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Upon hearing the call, "He Me" instinctively stood up, his eyes still carrying a bit of bewilderment, stepping forward step by step.

...

Before long

Madam Ayi Mu was examining "He Me" up close.

From his tall and strong build, to his solid, muscular chest, and then to his angular face marked with a fierce scar, she was even more satisfied.

She softly spoke to the Elder beside her:

"Father, I want him as my slave."

The Elder nodded gently.

Seeing this, the overseer took a quick step forward, sternly admonishing "He Me," with a solemn tone:

"Three Legs, listen! From now on, this is Madam Ayi Mu, your mistress!"

"Do you remember? From now on, you must follow the Madam closely, obey her orders without the slightest defiance!"

"He Me" raised his head, looking at the whip in the overseer’s hand that could come down at any moment, his eyes crystal clear.

He glanced again at the ’noble’ Madam Ayi Mu beside him, obediently knelt down with both knees, bowed his head heavily, and uttered clumsily:

"Mas...ter!"

Madam Ayi Mu’s eyes gleamed with more amusement, she nodded gently, her voice as soft as a feather brush:

"Rise."

Her voice had a magnetic quality, carrying the unique tone of a mature woman. It sent a slight shiver through "him/me," whose head remained lowered, hands hanging by his sides like an obedient child.

"Come with me!"

Soon enough, "he/I" was led away by Ayimu, leaving behind the quarrying area where sweat and exhaustion had been spilled over the past three years.

They walked through the noisy village, past stone houses varied in height, finally stopping at a secluded yet spacious and clean courtyard.

...

In the courtyard, a few unknown herbs grew in the corners, adorned with delicate purple flowers, with a faint floral scent wafting through the air.

A maid brought a basin of warm water, with a few fragrant leaves floating in it, gesturing for "him/me" to bathe.

Afterwards, she handed over a clean set of animal skin clothes.

The animal skin was polished to an exceptionally smooth and soft finish, adorned with simple patterns that, while not elaborate, were quite exquisite.

"He/I" clumsily put them on, the size fitting perfectly, wrapping around his robust body, making him appear even more majestic and upright.

"Follow me!!"

Then, the maid led him into a spacious wooden house.

The wooden house was neatly and elegantly arranged, with a thick animal skin carpet spread across the floor, soft and comfortable underfoot.

In the corner sat a simple yet exquisite wooden cabinet, adorned with pottery and jewelry.

In the center of the room was a wooden table laden with food, immediately whetting "his/my" appetite.

A large piece of roasted, golden-yellow mutton, its crust fragrant, still emanating a faint heat.

Beside it lay several plates of verdant vegetables and a bowl of warm meat soup, emitting an irresistible aroma.

Ayimu leaned against the inner side of the bed, which was covered in soft fur. Her posture was lazy, with one hand supporting her head, her gaze resting on "him/me" with a playful hint.

She lifted her chin slightly, her tone gentle:

"Eat, it’s all yours."

Such treatment was worlds apart from the porridge and scraps of meat in the quarry.

A flicker of surprise crossed "his/my" eyes, a smile blooming on his face. Grinning wide, he revealed a row of neat and strong teeth, quickly stepping to the table, picking up the roasted mutton and tearing into it ravenously.

The savory flavor of the mutton exploded in his mouth, oil dripping down his lips. He didn’t care, too busy stuffing his mouth, devouring the food with fervor.

Ayimu watched him eat quietly, observing his simple and rugged demeanor, the oil around his mouth, her smile growing more pronounced, carrying a subtle heat.

Before long, "he/I" had devoured everything on the table, his belly round like a little ball.

He set down the bones, using his rough palm to wipe the oil off his mouth, suddenly recalling the overseer’s demeanor back in the quarry, accepting the ritual of kneeling. He awkwardly imitated the gesture:

"Th-thank you, Master, for the meat!"

Ayimu couldn’t help but laugh at his clumsy yet obedient demeanor, a sound clear and pleasant like a bell in the mountain breeze.

She slowly stood up, her voluptuous curves becoming more pronounced in the dim wooden house, carrying a seductive allure.

"Now that you’re full, it’s time to work."

Her voice deepened slightly, the tail end lifting softly, like a feather, tickling "his" heart.

Then, she slowly raised her hand, gently fingering the gold earring on her ear, lightly removing it with a "ding" sound as it landed on the wooden table beside her.

Her fingers then moved slowly downward, undoing the knot of the shell necklace around her neck, revealing a smooth neck, and a chasm deep on her chest.

Clink clink~~

A clear sound echoed sharply in the silent wooden house.

She removed her gold and silver ornaments piece by piece, placing them on the wooden table, each emitting a soft collision sound.

Then, she slowly shed her luxurious attire, the garments falling to the ground like a light leaf, revealing her soft and curvy form.

"He/I" immediately froze, pupils dilating, eyes fixed unwaveringly on the figure before him, breath becoming heavy, chest heaving violently.

The blood in his body seemed to boil at this moment.

He resembled a beast ignited by desire, staring fixedly at the woman before him.

Ayimu was satisfied with his appearance, a smile gracing her lips as she slowly turned onto her side, once more lying back on the soft bed.

The fluffy and soft animal skin on the bed gently lifted her voluptuous body, outlining soft and plump curves.

She supported her forehead with one hand, elbow resting on the animal skin, the other hand slowly extending outward, her fingertips slender and fair, nails trimmed round and smooth, tinged with a light pink, beckoning "him/me" gently:

"Three legs, come over!"

"Let me see your third leg..."

With her movements, her heavy bosom lightly rose and fell, carrying a fatal allure.

"He/I" was unable to restrain the restlessness in his heart long before, his eyes fixed solely on this voluptuous and captivating figure in front of him, suddenly charging forward, plunging heavily onto the bed, embracing the plump body in his arms.

Ayimu lifted her arms to encircle the young and strong physique, her fingertips pressing firmly as they glided over his muscular back.

A primal and rugged force completely erupted at this moment, their heavy breaths intertwined.

The bed began to shake violently...

"Indeed, a true beast!"

"Bite me ferociously!"