The burly man Madam Huaize called "King" had loose hair draped over his shoulders and wore only a single outer robe on his upper body. The man was fooling around with four female ghosts.
All four female ghosts were exceptionally beautiful. Madam Huaize had picked them out for him herself, replacing them with a fresh batch every few days. That was how she had latched onto the King's lofty branch.
The King was named Wind Howl Demon, the foremost great demon entrenched on East Mountain in Stone Cloud County. Lotus Flower Zen Academy had tried to encircle and suppress him several times, yet none had been able to do a thing to him.
First, his abilities were formidable. Second, he had a wife whose methods were no weaker than his. And third...
They always said one raised bandits to bolster one's own standing. Without demons and fiends, who would still burn incense and worship Buddha? The ones truly beaten to death were those demons who refused Wind Howl Demon's discipline.
Business was business. Making money was nothing shameful.
Wind Howl Demon was lecherous by nature. At home, he was the sole flower on the branch; outside, he had his way with ease. Relying on her beauty, Madam Huaize had found him as a backer. Knowing he was the sort to love the new and tire of the old, she established brothel businesses—first to line her own pockets, second to gather beautiful female ghosts.
The two demons hit it off at once. Madam Huaize had been Wind Howl Demon's lover for several years, and even now had not fallen out of favor.
Wind Howl Demon had even said that once the yellow-faced wife at home met with disaster, he would properly marry Madam Huaize and make her legitimate.
As for when