"Why can't I see it..."
"Is there some other Evil God's method hidden in this? Does that Mr. Tu have an even deeper scheme?"
Mo Hua pondered for a long time.
But there were too few clues. For the moment, he still had no real idea.
The Evil God's revival and Mr. Tu's grand plan had stretched on for who knew how many years.
Without actual facts of cause and effect, merely sitting in his room and thinking blindly could not truly lead him to any clues.
However, there was another question that made Mo Hua rather curious.
Mo Hua propped up his chin, frowned, and muttered inwardly:
"If this Duanmu Qing really did go to the Rouge Boat..."
"Then what would she do on the Rouge Boat?"
"Play?"
"Play what?"
From the look of things, the Rouge Boat was a top-class pleasure establishment.
It used lust as the matchmaker, wealth as the lure, and power as the steps, tempting proud geniuses into breathing through the same nostril, joining together as henchmen and allies.
To put it plainly, those proud geniuses went to the Rouge Boat to play with women.
Then what about Duanmu Qing?
She was a woman herself. Surely she couldn't also go there to "play" with women...
Then she would... play with men?
Open her own "harem," keep male favorites, keep Fair-faced Youths, and drown herself in wine and women?
"Tsk, tsk~"
Mo Hua shook his head and sighed inwardly.
One knew a person's face, but not their heart...
On the surface, she was such a cool and aloof fairy, yet behind the scenes, she played this wildly...
People in this world truly were such that the more bright and dazzling they looked on the outside, the more rotten and depraved they might be behind the scenes.