The ships of the Taixia Ancient Mine looked tiny from the outside, only seven or eight meters long. They looked almost like models, which was done to minimize the possibility of encountering danger during voyages across the Great Cosmic Barrier.
Yet once one entered the interior, it was like entering a small world. The cabins were all separate houses and palaces. At a glance, they looked like a small town.
At the center of this town stood a striking nine-story jade tower. Clearly, it was where the higher-ups of the Taixia Ancient Mine lived.
Around the nine-story jade tower stood twelve more towers. The white-haired middle-aged man brought Yi Yun straight into the top floor of one of them.
"Steward Zhou."
On the top floor of the tower, a full-figured woman came forward to greet them.
The woman had ample breasts and a slender waist. Dressed in gauze, her beautiful figure seemed to appear and disappear beneath it. She gave the white-haired middle-aged man a graceful bow, her brows carrying a seductive charm. Every movement she made was filled with allure.
"From now on, you're a member of Purple Light Hall. Zi Mei, treat his injuries."
The white-haired middle-aged man spoke very concisely. He left the contract in Zi Mei's hands and turned to leave.
"We respectfully see Steward Zhou off."
After the full-figured woman finished speaking, she straightened up. The seductiveness that had filled her face vanished at once, replaced by a critical gaze as she sized up Yi Yun.
Yi Yun could not help marveling. This woman changes faces as quickly as flipping through a book.
"The contract is for a hundred years..." Zi Mei looked at the contract, a trace of amused laughter appearing on her seductive face. "I hope you can live until then."
Zi Mei