On the seventh day of Chu Han's coma, the envoys from the various bases finally sensed that something was wrong amid the pleasures of the flesh. One by one, they dragged their confused and terrified feet onto the streets of Wind Flower Snow Moon City.
Among this group, only Murong Luocheng remained relatively normal, sitting quietly in the perfectly ordinary teahouse hall and drinking tea.
"Out at last?" Murong Luocheng asked blandly, his gaze devoid of any emotion.
"Uh, yes." The others nodded awkwardly.
Then quite a few of them looked around and noticed something was off.
"Where's Shen Yunlou?" someone hurriedly asked. "Don't tell me he's still... Isn't this going on far too long?!"
"He left on the first day," Murong Luocheng replied.
Everyone froze, unable to resist turning to look at the alluring beauties posing outside the brothels on both sides of the street. They found it hard to believe that Shen Yunlou had left this heavenly place on the very first day.
Shen Yunlou had not come here specifically to see Chu Han, nor had he come with any particular agenda. Like the base he belonged to, which was known for taking the middle path, he had merely come to go through the motions. Whether Wolf Fang was good or bad had little to do with the development of the Sichuan region.
It was also worth mentioning that the only female envoy, Lu Chuxue, was not here either. After being frightened unconscious on the first day, she had left immediately upon waking. No one knew where she was now.
Murong Luocheng had likewise not drowned himself in pleasure at the fleshpot. Although the girls of Wind Flower Snow Moon City were indeed different from those of other bases, as Shangguan Rong's adjutant from Nandu Base, Murong Luocheng