Chapter 51: The Interviews Begin, the Cuck Strips
Xue Lan sat like a sovereign beneath the blooming peach tree, the pink blossoms casting soft light over her skin. She wore a tight-fitting robe of white and red, layered just enough to obey sect propriety—yet sheer enough to suggest what lay beneath. Her thighs were bare where the fabric parted, and when she shifted, even the sunlight paused.
Beside her, Lin Mu stood stiffly, clutching a silk scroll in one hand and a red measuring cord in the other. His eyes were downcast. His robe was soaked with nervous sweat. And underneath it, his cock strained, helplessly hard.
The courtyard was full.
Inner Sect. Core Sect. Outer Sect. Elders were not present—but many would hear about this.
Xue Lan's voice rang clear.
"Today I will begin reviewing potential partners."
She turned her head, her voice dripping with warm amusement.
"My husband will assist with measurements. And comparison."
A wave of laughter moved through the crowd.
Then she raised her voice again, louder, purposeful.
"First, let us set the baseline."