Fang Zheng considered Xiang Shaolong's request for a moment before speaking.
"Brother Xiang, I have a few questions I'd like to ask."
"Please, Young Master Fang."
Xiang Shaolong looked at Fang Zheng, while Fang Zheng stared back at him.
"I can understand what you're saying, but... Su Nu? Forgive my bluntness, but prostitutes make their living selling smiles. Even if she was forcibly taken away, why would that make you angry?"
Fang Zheng took a sip of tea and looked calmly at Xiang Shaolong, who gave a bitter smile.
"To be honest, Young Master Fang, I, Xiang Shaolong, am no stranger to chasing women. Frankly, I used to have plenty of casual flings and indulge in pleasure, but..."
At this point, Xiang Shaolong hesitated.
"I don't know why, but I feel the women here are different. They aren't doing this willingly. They're being forced..."
"That truly surprises me. If a woman had any choice, who would be willing to sell her body? Brother Xiang's thinking is rather strange."
"Perhaps it is..."
Xiang Shaolong let out a long sigh.
"But where I came from was peaceful and stable. Perhaps because of that, even when those women fell so low as to sell their bodies, I merely saw it as both sides taking what they needed. But here, war rages everywhere. There are widows, orphans, and mothers everywhere, and the men here have no respect for women at all. They treat them only as tools for pleasure. I, Xiang, may enjoy revelry too, but I still can't stand such behavior. What's more, my previous experiences made me deeply realize once again that, in this place, if I want to protect the women I love, I need strength. Yet... I have no strength."
With that, Xiang Shaolong gave a bitter laugh.
"I heard