Before a dressing table carved from fine Yellow Pear Wood sat a bewitching, graceful figure.
The woman wore a thin pink gauze gown, her long black hair, dark as a spring, draped over her snow-white fragrant shoulders.
Her creamy white hands moved back and forth between her face and the dressing table, seemingly applying makeup.
At that moment, the room's doors were violently shoved open from outside.
In the doorway stood a burly man clad in a yellow sable-fur robe.
This burly man was the master of the estate, the Black Tiger Gang's Gang Leader, a martial artist at the peak of the Bone Refining Realm.
At present, the Black Tiger Gang's Gang Leader's face was flushed, and he looked thoroughly drunk, swaying somewhat as he walked.
The moment he entered, he took deep breaths of the rich fragrance in the air, then headed straight toward the graceful figure before the dressing table.
"Heh heh!"
"Little lady, your Gang Leader is back. Come, let your Gang Leader properly cherish you."
"Little lady, you truly deserve to be Fragrant Moon Pavilion's courtesan. These past few days, you've had your Gang Leader so enchanted that my Divine Soul has been turned upside down."
"See? The moment I finished my business, I hurried back to the estate because I couldn't stop thinking about you, little lady."
The closer the Black Tiger Gang's Gang Leader drew to the figure at the dressing table, the stronger the evil desire in his heart became.
This beauty who had bewitched him day and night was one he had forcibly abducted from Fragrant Moon Pavilion last week.
What bullshit about selling talent but not one's body!
To him, those words were nothing but farting.
Thus, without a shred of restraint, he had taken this beauty from Fragrant Moon