Highway Robbery

Within the domain barrier, one lost all sense of time.

Even when light shone in, most of it was not natural.

Just like now.

A billowing banner bloomed with a faint yellow radiance, echoing the entire defensive formation. The words "Star Gold" emblazoned upon it shone brilliantly, exceptionally dazzling.

A large Spirit Boat traveled through the air, like a floating fortress in the sky.

From time to time, cultivators could be seen moving about within it.

The most comfortable of them all was a cultivator reclining in a spacious grandmaster's chair. He looked quite young.

Behind him stood two maidservants holding palm-leaf fans, while three beautiful female cultivators nestled at his sides. One peeled fruit and fed it to him, while others kneaded his thighs and shoulders.

Standing not far away was a respectful servant.

His ears pricked up as he listened intently.

"How much longer before we get back?"

"Young Master, we will reach our merchant association's base in another twelve days."

The servant hurried to the young man's side and lowered his voice, afraid of disturbing him, yet equally afraid that his voice would not be heard.

He judged the measure perfectly.

"Why has this month been so unbearable? I'm bored to death." The young man said unhappily, "The old man really is something else. Over such a trivial matter, he punished me by making me escort a Spirit Boat. I'm his own son."

The servant smiled and did not dare respond.

The young master he served was temperamental and unpredictable. A single wrong word could earn him punishment—and that had hardly been a trivial matter.

He had stolen a woman right from under his own father's nose, moving the new concubine his father had taken into his own bed. This young master was truly one of a