HPDBC Chapter 193 The Spirit is Willing but the Flesh is Weak
Chapter 193 The Spirit is Willing but the Flesh is Weak
Because the front yard needed cleaning, the Old Eastern King suggested moving to the Inner Courtyard.
Along the way, Ye Feng finally caught a good opportunity and spoke solemnly, "I say, Old Eastern King, you’re quite advanced in years; why not take it easy on yourself? I’ve heard that just a few days ago, you went out to sea for leisure and took along over a dozen young and beautiful girls!"
The Old Eastern King was taken aback and then immediately realized that the other party had discovered the problem with his health. His old face blushed, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
Xiao Chuanqi and Sima Zhantian, among others at the rear, couldn’t help but snicker in secret.
However, the Old Eastern King quickly remembered that he was still a monarch, cleared his throat twice, and said with dignity, "It is only natural for a man, besides, I am getting on in years now, and I fear I don’t have many years left to live. If I don’t enjoy myself while I can, when will I have the time?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Feng couldn’t help but shake his head and sigh. Previously, everyone just said that the King of the Eastern Border had aged, no longer possessing his former vigor. He initially did not believe it, but now it seemed that the Old Eastern King was not only physically aged, but his spirit was aged as well, having lost all of his former sharpness.
The current Old Eastern King’s mind was no longer on the Eastern Border but entirely focused on personal pleasures. However, this was also understandable. After all, when one feels they don’t have much time left to live, unless one has great determination, this change in mindset is inevitable.
Suddenly, the Old Eastern King said, "That’s right, Little Northern King, when I was at the Northern Border, I heard that you young man inherited the entirety of the Medicine King Valley’s knowledge. Your medical skills must be quite formidable. How about taking a look for me? See if you can treat my waist and, also, that other aspect?"
Ye Feng shook his head and said, "Treating your waist is not difficult, after all, Old Eastern King, you were once a Huajin Grandmaster, and you’ve still got the basis of good health."
The eyes of the Old Eastern King, Mu Tianye, instantly brightened. Over the past six months, as his waist kept getting worse, that certain aspect was increasingly problematic. He had finally managed to take more than a dozen young and beautiful girls out to sea for a good time, and he thought he could enjoy himself for a while.
But who knew that in the end, it would turn out that he could only look on, unable to perform. This feeling of being willing but unable was enough to drive him mad.
"So you’re saying you have a way? Let’s head to the inner hall quickly, and you prescribe me a few doses of medicine!" the Old Eastern King said eagerly, grabbing Ye Feng’s hand and wanting to head inside.
But Ye Feng stopped in his tracks, standing still on the spot.
Moreover, at this time, they did not wish to have too much interaction with Ye Feng, because once Zhu Guangbo fully took control of the Northern Border, those who had previously been close to Ye Feng would likely face retribution. Their attendance at the banquet was solely due to the command of the Old Eastern King.
The Old Eastern King, of course, noticed this, but he couldn’t be bothered to deal with these machinations. By now he was of an age where he had no interest in engaging in these battles for power and influence anymore.
After three rounds of wine, the Old Eastern King suddenly began to sigh repeatedly, shaking his head continuously.
Seeing this, Ye Feng felt compelled to ask, "Old Eastern King, why are you sighing for no apparent reason?"
The Old Eastern King sighed once more, then took Ye Feng’s hand and said, "My good nephew, I really didn’t want to discuss this embarrassing matter, but now, I’m completely at a loss. Since you’re here, nephew, you must help me out no matter what. If you don’t assist, then I am truly finished."
Ye Feng was somewhat speechless and could only reply, "Eastern King, you might as well tell me the matter first."
The Old Eastern King continued shaking his head with a sigh, "Nephew, the Northern King, this matter is not difficult for you; it’s merely a small favor. No matter what, you must help me. If you don’t, this old man will have no choice but to hang myself on a crooked-neck tree."
Ye Feng responded, "Alright, tell me what it is. As long as it doesn’t go against my principles, I will lend a hand."
Only then did the Old Eastern King sit up straight and said, "Good, that’s a promise from you, my nephew. To be honest, this matter has to start with Bliss Island."
As soon as he mentioned Bliss Island, the four commanders and two lords of the Eastern Border simultaneously put down their chopsticks and looked over intently.
"East Pole Island?" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows inquisitively.
"Indeed, East Pole Island. It has only risen in the past three years, but its power and influence are so formidable that it’s startling!" the Old Eastern King said with a tone of apprehension.
At this, Ye Feng grew even more curious.