When Lin Su opened his eyes, the bustling marketplace was gone. There was only one person nearby: Dark Night.
"Your experience in the jianghu is far too lacking. Didn't you see that today's Jade Fragrance game was tailor-made for you?" Dark Night said coldly.
Tailor-made?
Lin Su's eyes widened. Now that his impulsiveness had passed, he came to his senses. The moment he appeared at the entrance of Jade Fragrance Tower, they had announced the rules of the game: one hour only, enter the tower with a poem, and a winning poem could win Ban Ruo...
It was a little too much of a coincidence.
"Who's pulling strings behind the scenes? What's their aim?"
"There were two women on the fifth floor. One was Ban Ruo. The other... was the true mastermind!"
"Who?"
"The Zither-Holding Woman from Haining Tower that day. A fox demon!... She used five bottles of Golden Fragrance Dew as payment to persuade Ban Ruo. Ban Ruo would receive you, but when it came time to actually share your bed, the fox demon would take her place."
Lin Su was dumbfounded.
"Now do you know how perilous the jianghu is?" Dark Night said.
You call this "perilous jianghu"? Give me a dozen more of this kind of perilous jianghu!
What the hell is wrong with all of you? You already said that spending a night with her would merely be tiring, not fatal. Why are you all acting like this? Bao Shan blocked the first good thing that came my way, and you, Dark Night, blocked the second. Did I dig up your ancestors' graves or owe you money?
Naturally, he could not say that aloud. Instead, he asked another question. "Is Golden Fragrance Dew very valuable?"
"A top-grade fragrance dew of the Demon Race. One bottle