Everyone was indulging in the hot springs, and he too wished to experience the soothing effects of the waters.

The moon hung high in the sky, casting a gentle luminescence, while the night stones radiated a soft glow.

Disrobing, he wrapped himself in a leather blanket and stepped into the pool.

The warm spring water enveloped him, a wave of comfort washing over him, as if every pore had opened to receive the healing essence of the rejuvenating spring.

Fong Ho felt a profound elevation of spirit.

The fatigue that had lingered over the past few days, dissipating in an instant.

Indeed, soaking in the hot springs proved beneficial for both body and soul, leaning against the edge of the pool with his head resting on the rim.

He closed his eyes to rest.

At that moment, a familiar voice broke through the tranquility.

Hey, why did you wear that outfit? Uh, what's wrong? Is it not appealing? Not exactly.

It just seems a bit peculiar.

Doesn't he that tight outfit feel uncomfortable? Not really.

As their voices drew nearer, the back door swung open revealing ear and inj holding hands.

Ear dawn a black bunny girl outfit.

The plunging neckline straining against her form while her fair legs were exposed.

And Jia dressed in a sailor's uniform showcased her athletic figure.

"I knew it.

You sneaked in here to soak.

" and Jiao remarked, her expression revealing her insight.

"Master ear blushed, standing at the pool's edge.

" "Cough, cough.

" Fun Hao cleared his throat and said, "Come on in.

I've also built a hot spring for the other maids.

It's just the three of us here.

Thank you, master.

" Year replied, gradually stepping into the water.

And Jia, however, had already leaped exuberantly into the pool with a splash, the water rippling around her.

The pool spanned several meters in width and Injia swam back and forth excitedly, her laughter echoing in the air.

Ear sat across from her, her cheeks tinged with a rosy hue, her gaze subtly drifting toward Fong Ha.

He too watched her under the moonlight.

Eer appeared enchantingly ethereal.

"What inspired you to wear that today?" Fongo inquired softly.

"I wanted to surprise you," replied rising from the pool and stepping closer to him.

The spring water cascaded down her form, the snug outfit clinging to her figure, accentuating her curves.

Fongghao remained seated at the pool's bottom as ear nestled beside him, their bodies brushing against one another.

Gradually, she edged closer, her arm and thigh pressing against him.

Seizing the moment, she shifted to sit in his lap.

"H!" she gasped, her hole being instantly flushed with warmth.

And Jia hearing eer s exclamation glanced back.

What are you doing sitting in his lap? Nothing.

I just stumbled.

Oh, Fonggha, may I practice swimming here? And Jia asked, turning her attention back to him.

Certainly, but you are only allowed to swim on your side.

All right.

Shall we add some challenge like swimming in fog? Sounds delightful.

Fonggho began by enveloping the entire hot spring area in a swirling mist.

The fog obscured visibility.

In a faint voice of fong, how could be heard? Ear, would you like to learn how to swim? I shall teach you how to kick in the water.

Yes.

Yes, my master.

Beneath the luminous moonlight of the tranquil night, the sound of crashing waves resonated.

The following day, dawn broke.

Fonghow awoke punctually as always, yawning and rubbing his still drowsy eyes.

Another new day had arrived.

As he rolled out of bed and dressed, his gaze fell upon a sound conchk resting on the bedside, which had recorded a message.

It was the conchk from a slave trader.

Placing the conchk to his ear, he was greeted by the traitor's rather oily tone.

"Oh, my dearest friend, it has been quite a while since we last communicated.

This time, I bring new slaves and shall remain at the mana market for 2 days.

Surely there are slaves here that will meet your satisfaction.

" The slave trader always employed this same script, convinced that it was the reason Fongo consistently purchased his slaves.

This manner of expression seemed to delight him, and he relished the routine.

After listening, Fongo set the conchk aside, finished dressing, and stepped out of the room.

Chapter 258.

The slave who sold himself descending the stairs ear had already commenced preparations for breakfast.

The maids were diligently attending to their tasks.

Good morning, master.

The busy maids greeted.

Good morning, Fongghao replied, glancing toward the kitchen.

Keep breakfast simple, as I shall be going out shortly.

Understood, master.

As Fonga descended, his mind wandered, contemplating the information relayed by the slave trader.

After careful consideration, he resolved to visit the Mana market to assess the development of the copperbull and to augment the number of maids.

The shops in Leisy City were soon to resume operations and the demand for maids was on a rise.

Those locally recruited staff did not possess the same obedience and utility as these maids.

Before long, breakfast was served.

Anjhao was roused by Eure and brought downstairs.

Just as Domiga entered, they quickly filled their stomachs.

Fong Ho then led the two onto the bone dragon and set off directly to Bullhead City.

Originally established by Jeang Bin, the city had since been relocated to the west under Fongo's management and was now governed by the Copper Bull, who subsequently renamed it Bullhead City.

As the bone dragon landed, the Copper Bull approached with several minotaur guards in tow.

"Greetings, my lord," the copper bull bowed, his boine eyes curiously observing Ditiga.

"This is Domiga, a newly joined hero.

Please take a moment to introduce yourselves," Fonghouse said succinctly.

The two exchanged nods, acknowledging each other, they proceeded straight into the Lord's mansion where Fong Ho took his seat.

How have things been lately? Any difficulties? None, my lord.

All is running smoothly.

The business at Mana Market is thriving with many villages coming to trade, the Copper Bull responded.

The market at Manm had significantly improved compared to before.

The Copper Bull had analyzed the situation, attributing much of the progress to the accelerated development of Manm.

The roads were level, the market area properly organized with designated stalls rather than simply laying down cloth to sell goods.

All these changes were evident to the surrounding villages, enhancing the reputation of the Minotaur tribe, making more individuals willing to conduct business or exchange for necessary items.

Good.

This is a favorable development, yet merely the beginning of our plans.

I intend to transform Anom into a commercial city for orcs, Fong declared.

a commercial city, but Manom is already an orc market.

How further can it be developed? The copper bull pondered Fongghao's plan, albeit without pressing for more details.

Fong Hao's commitment of resources to the mana market was beneficial for him and his kin.

Very well, my lord, the copper bull replied.

Fong Hao contemplated further, continuing from now on, you shall manage Bullhead City.