The Netherworld King and his Lover

Chapter 3

King of the Netherworld saw the boy reaching out his hand and then drawing it back.

After that, the king fixed his eyes on the place which the boy tried to cover and then on the boy's flushed face, with his hands still unmoved...

The boy blinked his bright eyes and suddenly turned his back to the king.

Then his beautiful and fair back was exposed to the king, as well as his two perfectly rounded butts...

Under the gaze of the King of the Netherworld, he closed his legs tightly and began to wriggled to his right like an earthworm.

He, out of breath, finally managed to crawl over the king...

After that, the boy sat down weak and limp while raising his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, though there were no sweats at all...

"You are afraid of me?"

A vacant voice sounded by the boy's ears again.

The boy was taken aback instantly. As he turned his head, he suddenly saw a pair of eyes which were deep and as bright as the stars. However, the look in his eyes was too calm, just like his voice.

...

So after all the efforts the boy had made, the man only needed to turn around and everything was back to the beginning.

The boy dropped his head, with the top of his head facing the king.

When he lowered his head, he happened to see the man's white robe fluttering with the wind. The clothes seemed very soft.

Over the past nineteen years in his life, he had never worn any fancy clothes...

Thinking that he was still naked, the boy rolled his bright eyes right away. When he raised his head again, he cracked an obvious smile.

With one of his hands covering his 'thing', he pinched the king's robe softly with the other hand.

"Could you lend me your robe? I promise you I'll keep it clean, OK?"

His smooth voice was not only endearing but also unconvincing. The king's black pupils reflected his figure. His body was still bathed in a beautiful glow. The Way of Heaven had left a golden glow behind, and it would take hundreds of years for it to go away completely.

As the boy spoke, the rustling in the flower sea became audible. The blossoms were ruffled by the breeze...

The king may have been moved by the boy's tone. The expression in his eyes had finally changed, albeit only little.

As the nervous boy thought the king was unwilling to lend him the clothes, he saw the man raising his hand and drawing an arc breezily.

Rays of light started to flicker on his fingers along with the man's movements, forming a beautiful Milky Way...

The Milky Way then drifted towards the boy and coalesced into a bright point. The boy was already dressed in a particularly lovely white robe after the spot had vanished.

The tiny buttons and silk threads emitted a veil of white light, as if they were emitting the spiritual power's aura, which could keep all demons and spirits at bay...

The child glanced at the robe, which appeared weirdly dazed on his body.

After a long while, he uttered the words gently, "This robe is... so amazing!"

If he could sell it, he would definitely make a fortune!

The King of the Netherworld raised his eyebrows slightly.

"What are you thinking?"

The drawly voice sounded again. It was the third time the king had spoken.

No one in the Three Worlds had ever had that opportunity to hear his voice. But today, the boy had already made the king speak three times. Moreover, every time, the king's words had been filtered out of the boy's mind automatically.

The King of the Netherworld was able to detect the boy's thoughts with his power.

However, he somehow preferred to hear the boy speaking his mind by himself.

Due to the endless years he had lived through, the man's eyes, which seemed to encompass everything in this world like the cosmos, had always seemed deep and disinterested. And precisely now, for the first time, a boy's figure appeared in his field of vision.

After hearing the king's comments, the youngster immediately discovered where he was residing. He then ignored the king's inquiry once more.

He found himself among a sea of flowers that seemed to go on forever. It was as if he and the man in front of him were the only two people in the world.

"What is this place? It's so beautiful!"

The boy didn't realise that he was still floating in the air. When he was going to jump, he was scared by how high the line of his sight was.

Then, being unable to maintain his balance in the air, he fell to the ground right away while shouting, "Ah..." Save me!

He didn't even have the time to say the two words 'Save me' before he fell into someone's arms.

Having shivered out of fear, the boy grabbed the sleeves of the King of Netherworld at once.

"That's so scary. I thought my butt was going to be broken. It's so good to have you here. You really are a good man!"

The King of Netherworld stared at his face for a short while and then raised his head with his perfectly shaped chin drawing a beautiful line. As he looked at the horizon, he said in a calm voice again, "You like the flowers here, why?"

The boy who didn't understand that question answered, "Because they are pretty!"

"The flowers here..." The King of Netherworld pointed to the flower sea. Then, all the flowers started to shake vigorously along with the movements of his finger as if they were dancing joyfully. At present, the flowers seemed to have souls, competing to show their charm.

The king said, "The flowers here are also called desire flowers. They can make you the most powerful person in the Three Worlds."

In these words, the King of the Netherworld lowered his head slowly while staring at the boy with his clear eyes.

Seeing him lowering his head again, the boy realised that the man seemed to be waiting for his response. So he decided to respond.

Therefore, he chuckled and grinned.

His mouth had stiffened after he had laughed for a long time. However, the man remained unresponsive.

In truth, the child had expected the man to deliver a lengthy speech rather than a single sentence!

There was nothing except flowers. They were still flowers, even if they had a nice name. Why should he make such a big deal out of it?

"Forget it!" The man let out a slight sigh.

Lots of questions popped out in the boy's mind. However, no one was able to see that or dispel his doubts. So he had to find the answer by himself.

The boy gazed at the silver gem between the king's eyebrows. Then, he rolled his black eyes and said, "That gem between your eyebrows is so beautiful. Can I touch it?"

The boy didn't know if it was his delusion or not, but it seemed that the flower sea fell into silence in a second...