The next morning.
The doors of Cloud Mist Pavilion at Two Realms Pass slowly opened.
Cloud Mist Pavilion was the most famous brothel in Two Realms Pass. It was said to be a Yin Yang Cult outpost in the pass.
To the guests from all sides who came to Cloud Mist Pavilion, the Yin Yang Cult was utterly unimportant. The alluring beauties and endless soul-stirring techniques were what truly mattered.
"Ah... that felt wonderful!"
A brocade-robed youth yawned and stretched as he walked down from the pavilion and out of Cloud Mist Pavilion.
"Madam Yun truly lived up to her reputation! Supporting the dragon and playing the pillar, red lips on the flute—her technique was simply exquisite. The pleasure was beyond words!"
The brocade-robed youth whistled as he savored the memory, strolling leisurely out of Cloud Mist Pavilion.
"Hm?"
The moment he stepped out of the doors, the brocade-robed youth halted. A ragged beggar stood before him, blocking his path.
"You bastard... Huh? Isn't this Young Master Long?"
Just as he was about to curse, the brocade-robed youth recognized the beggar as Young Master Long and burst into laughter.
"What, have you already spent the silver This Young Master rewarded you with yesterday? Have you come to beg This Young Master for money again?"
The brocade-robed youth cast Young Master Long a haughty glance, pulled out a silver ingot from his sleeve, and waved it in his hand. "Come, bark like a dog, and This Young Master will reward you with this silver ingot!"
Being able to viciously trample beneath his feet someone he had once admired and followed filled the brocade-robed youth with immense delight. It felt even better than Madam Yun's charms.
"Traitor, your time to die has come!"
Cold light flashed in Young Master Long's eyes as