Of One Heart

Snowfall Pavilion had closed its doors to visitors after Chen Cheng smashed one of its corners down that morning.

With this den of extravagance out of business, many wealthy young masters in Engela City—and even their fathers—secretly cursed Chen Cheng to death.

They were all sure Augudin would come looking to settle the score after the thrashing he had taken today.

But more than half the day passed without a sign of Augudin. Instead, the charming women of Snowfall Pavilion shut their doors first.

Inside the pavilion, no one had been called to repair the collapsed corner. Every woman there had been summoned to the main hall.

They were wondering what important guest had arrived when Zhixin stepped out in a plain white dress.

The women were stunned by her beauty.

Those who had been counted among the pavilion's top courtesans immediately showed her hostility.

There were only so many wealthy, discerning clients to go around. With someone as beautiful as Zhixin here, how would they get any business from now on?

Powerful as she was, Zhixin sensed their hostility clearly.

She could not help frowning.

With her strength, she had no intention of personally running Snowfall Pavilion. To her, it was at most a source of intelligence and an outpost where the Snowfall Order sold information.

She simply had not expected all the women here to be courtesans. She had no idea how Feixin had run the place before.

Fortunately, she had the pavilion's madam with her, and the madam was also a member of the Snowfall Order.

"Quiet, all of you."

The moment the madam spoke, the chattering women fell silent.

"Order Master."

Zhixin frowned, then said:

"Return their contracts of servitude. I'm sure they've earned enough over the years. With that money to support them, let them