He wanted to see just what expert Zhou Bo'an could summon who gave him the confidence to oppose him under these circumstances.
After a long wait, an old man in a brocade robe came ambling out of the residence.
The old man looked about fifty, with large hands and feet.
A few long hairs still clung to the shoulders of his brocade robe, and the heavy scent of rouge and powder could be smelled from several paces away. He looked as though he had just crawled out of a heap of painted beauties.
The moment he saw Zhou Bo'an, he narrowed his eyes and rubbed his hands, speaking in a flippant tone.
"Little Zhou, those two concubines you arranged last night were quite a treat, with their slender waists and soft legs. How about arranging a couple more for me tonight? The younger and tenderer, the better! Hahaha!"
At those words, the entire gathering instantly fell silent.
The servants gathered around the entrance were all dumbstruck. They lowered their heads even further, not daring to look at Zhou Bo'an's expression.
Lei Wu's shoulders shook with laughter, and he barely managed to keep himself from laughing aloud.
Who could have imagined that a dignified provincial governor would actually send his own concubines for someone else to play with?
And the man still was not satisfied-he wanted him to supply even more concubines.
Su Fei froze briefly, then laughed inwardly as well.
Zhou Bo'an really was wearing that cuckold's green hat to the fullest. It wasn't just Hu Qiuming putting it on him.
Even the helper he had invited dared openly demand his concubines. If Hu Qiuming knew, he would probably be calling this old man his brother and fellow husband.
Zhou Bo'an's face turned the color of pig liver, but the