SBCEJM -Chapter 116 The Unfilial Son Pretended to Be Paralyzed for Ten Years—While Secretly Sneaking Out in Pink Dresses!

The night at Yanmen Pass carried the unique chill of the frontier.

Inside the best upper room of Moonwatch Tower, Feng Zexuan sank her whole body into a steaming hot bath, feeling the exhaustion seep out from the cracks of her bones.

Dinner was quickly delivered: roasted lamb leg, crisp outside and tender within; hand-grabbed mutton, rich without being greasy; and a pot of warmed mare’s milk wine.

Feng Zexuan ate to her heart’s content.

She originally wanted to pack three extra portions and send them through the spatial passage for her brother and parents to try, but after calculating the time, she figured they were probably already asleep, so she gave up on the idea.

After washing up, she changed into comfortable cotton sleepwear and collapsed onto the bed, quickly falling asleep.

But the next morning, she wasn’t awakened naturally.

She was jolted awake by a loud commotion downstairs.

“Get out! Get the hell out of here!”

A rough male voice roared.

“Look at the mess you’ve made! How am I supposed to do business now?!”

Then came a woman’s tearful pleading.

“Boss, please! Please give us one more chance! We didn’t mean to…”

“Check out! Right now! The whole staircase reeks like piss! It’s unbearable!”

Guests shouting in anger, the innkeeper roaring, the woman crying—the entire inn was in chaos.

Feng Zexuan rolled over in bed irritably and pulled the blanket over her head.

【What kind of symphony is this first thing in the morning? Are people not allowed to sleep anymore?!】

But the moment she finished complaining, her gossip radar activated.

【Wait… they’re making this much noise… could there be gossip?】

Her sleepiness vanished instantly.

Feng Zexuan sprang out of bed, threw on her clothes in a few swift motions, and yanked open the door.

The instant it opened, a wave of stench hit her head-on.

Urine, sour rot, and foul filth mixed together and charged straight into her nose.

Her stomach churned violently, and she nearly vomited up last night’s roasted lamb.

Supporting herself against the doorframe, she looked downstairs.

The staircase between the second and third floors was splattered with yellowish-white filth.

Two elderly people with graying hair were kneeling on the floor, desperately scrubbing with rags.

【Good thing I’m smart enough to stay on the fourth floor. Perfectly avoided the crime scene!】

Feng Zexuan silently congratulated herself.

Downstairs, the old woman cried as she kowtowed, her forehead thudding against the wooden floorboards.

“Boss, please have mercy! We still have a paralyzed son lying unconscious at home waiting for money to stay alive! If we lose this job, he… he won’t survive!”

The old man also pleaded desperately.

“Yes, Boss! We’ll clean everything spotless, as clean as you want! Please don’t drive us away!”

The surrounding guests had all looked disgusted at first, but after hearing this, their curses softened.

After all, every family had its own hardships—especially when it came to supporting a paralyzed son.

Leaning against the fourth-floor railing, Feng Zexuan lifted her chin slightly.

The words “paralyzed son” suddenly reminded her of her own brother from before, and her heart paused for a moment.

But in the next second, the system notification exploded in her mind with a loud ding.

【Host, there’s gossip! Huge gossip!】

【Their son isn’t paralyzed at all—he’s faking it!】

Feng Zexuan’s eyes widened.

【Faking it?!】

That shocked inner exclamation swept through the inn like an invisible wave.

Downstairs, every person in the middle of arguing or sighing suddenly heard the same excited voice echo inside their minds.

The enraged innkeeper’s fat cheeks twitched violently as his expression froze.

Several guests who were about to continue cursing stiffened with their mouths hanging open.

The kneeling elderly couple trembled all over as they stared blankly at each other, their faces filled with incomprehensible terror.

Who?

Who was speaking?

The old woman wanted to shout, “My son isn’t pretending!” but her throat seemed locked shut, unable to force out even a single word.

Feng Zexuan continued questioning in her mind.

【How exactly is he faking it? Don’t tell me he just lies there motionless while awake? Who would believe that nonsense?】

The system immediately switched into top-tier gossip announcer mode.

【Reporting to Host! Their son is named Tiezhu. Ten years ago, he fell down a mountain and injured his leg. During recovery, his parents waited on him hand and foot with delicious food and attentive care, and he realized this life was just too comfortable!】

【After recovering, he didn’t want to go back to working hard outside anymore. So inspiration struck, and he decided to keep pretending to be paralyzed. Thus began his blissful life of lying flat and living off his parents!】

【…Holy crap! What kind of god-tier move is this?!】

Everyone present—including the elderly couple—felt their eyes nearly pop out.

Pretending to be sick?

Just to avoid working?

That was utterly shameless!

The old woman’s body began trembling violently.

Everything that mysterious voice said…

Matched her family situation exactly.

Their son Tiezhu really had become “paralyzed” ten years ago!

【Host, the best part is still coming! Whenever his parents leave for work, Tiezhu immediately jumps out of bed full of energy.】

【Oh, and every copper coin the old couple earns through blood and sweat gets handed over to his “virtuous” wife.】

【Wait, he even has a wife?!】

The surrounding spectators mentally screamed the same thing in unison.

A cripple with a wife?

Was it a fraudulent marriage or something?

【He was already married with children before becoming “paralyzed.” His son is almost sixteen now. Not only does his wife know the truth, she’s actually his accomplice.】

【That family of three clings to these two old people like leeches, sucking them dry!】

【His wife claims she stays home to care for her “paralyzed” husband, but in reality, the two of them sleep until late morning every day. Their son supposedly attends an academy, but he actually spends all the money gambling with his hooligan friends.】

The string of inner revelations left the crowd utterly captivated.

No one was shouting about checking out anymore.

Every gaze focused on the kneeling elderly couple.

Their expressions shifted from disgust to shock, then sympathy, and finally towering rage.

Not toward the old couple—

But toward their beast of a son!

The old woman’s kneeling body swayed violently. She suddenly grabbed her husband’s arm so tightly her nails dug into his flesh. Her lips trembled, yet she couldn’t say a single word.

Her world was collapsing inch by inch.

Her son had deceived them for so many years?

The old man still hadn’t fully processed the overwhelming information and could only mutter blankly:

“Impossible… Tiezhu, he…”

At that moment, the system dropped another ultimate bombshell.

【And the funniest part? Whenever Tiezhu gets tired of lying around, he has his wife keep watch while he dresses as a woman and sneaks out to enjoy himself!】

【Host, right this moment Tiezhu is at home changing into his favorite pink dress and putting on delicate makeup, preparing to head out for fun!】

【HOLY CRAP! HOLY CRAP! HOLY CRAP!】

Feng Zexuan nearly failed to suppress her expression, the corners of her mouth rising wildly.

【Good lord! Living off his parents for ten years and secretly cross-dressing while going clubbing? This gossip is absolutely feral! Send me the address! I have to catch him in the act!】

By now, the commotion downstairs had completely died down, and the foul-smelling mess had been cleaned away.

Feng Zexuan descended the stairs and walked straight toward the elderly couple.

Looking at their aged and bewildered faces, she spoke gently:

“I heard your son has been paralyzed for ten years?”

The couple, intimidated by the invisible pressure surrounding her, nodded instinctively.

They had already recognized her—

She was the source of that “heavenly voice” from before!

Feng Zexuan smiled warmly.

“As it happens, I know a little medicine. I specialize in difficult conditions—especially paralysis.”

“Lead the way. I’ll take a look at him. Perhaps I can work a miracle.”

“O-Okay… Divine Doctor, I’ll take you there.”

The old man’s voice trembled. Deep down, he still clung to a tiny thread of unrealistic hope.

So Feng Zexuan followed the elderly couple toward Broken Tile Alley in the western part of the city.

When the innkeeper and the guests saw the main character personally taking action, how could they possibly miss such entertainment?

They immediately surged forward in excitement.

“We’re coming too! We’d love to witness the Divine Doctor’s peerless medical skills!”

“That’s right! Let’s all go learn something!”

The crowd poured out behind Feng Zexuan and the elderly couple in a massive wave.

Every one of them filled with righteous fury, cracking their knuckles as they flooded out the inn doors.