"Holy crap! Why had Young Master Liu knelt to him?!"
The young masters and ladies on the second floor were all stunned.
They had been ready to watch Liu Mingkong teach Ye Kang a lesson and avenge his friend. Who would have guessed he'd charge over and slide straight into a kneel?
Everyone's expressions changed in an instant.
Cui Mengyu, especially, stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what she was seeing.
Ye Kang laughed, too.
"It's you. What a coincidence."
He hadn't forgotten Liu Mingkong. A martial artist's training improved more than just the body; it was an all-around enhancement that included memory.
Though they'd only met once, Ye Kang recognized him at a glance.
But why did the fellow look so aggressive? Had he swallowed a whole keg of gunpowder?
"Don't kneel there. Everyone's watching."
Ye Kang kindly reminded him.
Only then did Liu Mingkong realize he'd just made a complete fool of himself.
He looked around. Everyone in the brothel was staring at him, including Miss Wanyi, who was playing the zither onstage.
Liu Mingkong broke out in a cold sweat. He hurriedly scrambled to his feet, but didn't dare be careless. Instead, he said with a busy smile, "Lord Ye, I never expected to run into you here! Since we last parted, Mingkong has thought of you every day and longed to see you every night. At last, we've met again!"
"Why didn't you bring your maids with you this time?" Ye Kang asked with a smile.
He remembered how this fellow had strutted around at the God of Wealth Inn, accompanied by two beautiful attendants, both alluring and flirtatious. He'd been quite the peacock.
Liu Mingkong shook his head repeatedly and said solemnly, "I've changed my ways! After your guidance last time, I never took maids with