Translating Sloth

Xia Ling Mei was very good at escaping. Having done it many times, when she was at the Xia residence her secret guard protected in everything as she went off to uphold virtue and condemn evil thinking she was infallible, then afterwards, when things went beyond her expectations she would wait for the secret guard to find her with a bitter smile, dealing with the aftermath for her. She grew up in a large and influential family, the thing she learnt the most about was how to use family connections to get benefits. The huge network of relationships, unleashing the power to use the entire organisation, allowing her to not care about the outcome of such events. In some ways, she was brought up pampered and spoiled, unaware of hardships. When she first entered the Jianghu those years ago, it was the first time she saw the street bullies abuse the weak, using their fists as a symbol of power beating the heads and bodies of those impoverished, that was when she then understood many th

Wang Yun Feng never imagined it, if Xia family wasn’t present, would Xia Ling Mei immediately whip him to death. If it’s like that, maybe he could take advantage of being injured to obtain her forgiveness. Amongst the people he knew, Xia Ling Mei was a woman who doted on the weak. The prerequisite is, he must bear the suffering of his flesh being torn apart, that was truly painful. He also thought, if they saw each other outside, she would be act exactly the same as she was in Xia family, pretending not to hear him. When he was too friendly, she would shoot `a cold killer expression`, striking down his frail manly heart. He was certain, out of the thousands of thoughts he had, he never imagined he would be disfigured by her pet. That fat body of Fei Dao charged into his cheeks, sharp claws clutched his hair, both wings hitting his face, eyes, sharp wing points extremely painfully scrapping his flesh. Gu Lang was stunned frozen, maids and older female servants all shrieke

Xia Ling Mei was very angry, once she’s angry her maids would pretend to be blocks of wood, unable to hear, see or speak, leaving her to vent her anger. After Gu Lang said those words yesterday he had felt a little guilty, he again sent someone over to give her clothes, and again tonics, it was found out by old Lady Gu, grabbing his ear she nagged at him for a while: “You wastrel, this old woman has raised you for no reason. How much money was spent on those clothes, even your mother herself doesn’t dare to part with those tonics to eat, you actually gave them all to a stranger. Tell me, are you actually an offspring of our Gu family?” The old lady was fully aware of the meaning of throwing a tantrum, inside the lounge of the rear courtyard she repeated herself for a while, Xia Ling Mei sent people to return the tonics and clothes in the same condition as before, and in addition she sent a pair of gold bracelets. The bracelets weren’t big, though the engraving of blessed w

Thief, there are a lot of small differences in this profession. For example: a thief who did small things was known as small thief, to rob the rich to help the poor naturally was a robber, a lecherous person who wanted flowers was a flower thief, [1] Zhuang Sheng did not consider himself as a thief, instead the category of his profession was also considered to belong to being a thief, he knew a bit more than a knowledgeable person, but he knew a bit less than someone who knew everything, that’s why he was given an esteemed name by the people of the Jianghu, he was called, qian shi tong . [2] Knowledgeable people used money to buy information, naturally someone who knew everything had someone to contribute information, when he didn’t have any money he would go gather information himself, when he had money he would be lazy and buy information. There are a lot of methods to gather information, climbing up a person’s high wall in the middle of the night is considered to be not too