Trash Strikes Back (BL) (End)

16. Meatbun

Fei grits his teeth and fixs the cushion beneath him. He should have known that the Beast would eat him alive.

He has been swallowed up whole. Boneless. Dried up like a mummy.

Su Ming coughs and pretends not to know anything. They are working in bedroom because Fei has suffered injuries.

Fei reads the reports and signs them all. His shops in Ruan are flourishing again. He needs to scout more business opportunities in other cities.

He hisses when he shifts his ass on the seat. He needs to order a chair with better soft cushion.

Fei closes his eyes and sighs.

The bed sessions were great. He couldn't help it. He kept pleading for more.

Harder. Deeper.

Regret washed over him in the next day. When he felt his waist is broken. He barely could walk again after two days passed.

Su Ming blushes when he leaves the bedroom.

The Boss has hickeys on his neck. It's easy to guess the reason for his injuries. It's hard to be the person at the bottom.

Five days have passed after their Rendezvous in bed.

Fei and Shao Yang have travelled to Si Lian city. It's the largest city near borderland.

Business is thriving here.

The citywalls are ten meters high. They are made from solid stones.

Fei touches the solid walls. He wishes to study them. Who knows he could upgrade the walls in Ruan.

A huge stone lotus carved from intact boulder is on display at city gate.

Si Lian means stone lotus. The city founder has wished this city would flourish in time.

Blooming like a beautiful lotus.

Fei looks around. It would be harder to buy shops here. No sane businessman would sell his shop with thriving business.

They met twice robbery attempts on their way here.

Shao Yang has no weapon. His saber got broken in the last robbery attempt.

Their carriage is filled with swords and other weapons taken from dead robbers.

Plundered the dead robbers. That's his style.

Fei stops at a smithy. He checks the goods. He picks up a saber and offers it to Shao Yang.

He asks, "What do you think?"

Yang Yang picks it and swings it around. He nods his head.

The quality is better than weapons taken from the robbers.

Fei shakes his head.

There are better weapons in capital city. Too bad it's too far from here.

Maybe I should commission a blacksmith to forge a special weapon for him. He has massive strength. Ordinary saber won't last long...

Fei pays for the saber.

A slender and timid looking guy offers some weapons to them when they gets out of the Smithy.

"Sir, please check my goods. I made them myself."

Fei checks it. The knives are sharp and light weights. Good enough for throwing. He bought them.

"Thank you. Are you interested in an unique sword?"

The old blacksmith comes out from his smithy.

He yells, "Shi Meng! You should stop dreaming! This world isn't a novel! No one would buy your weird goods!"