Meticulous as a Thread

Though the voice was filled with fury, it sounded very familiar. Song Qingshu turned around and could not help but grin. It was the Yellow-robed Woman, who had previously entered Qiuxiang Tower disguised as a man before vanishing without a trace. He had been worried that, with so many nobles and experts gathered at Qiuxiang Tower tonight, she might run into trouble while injured.

In that instant, Song Qingshu even wondered who the "lecherous thief" she mentioned was. He immediately ruled himself out. After all, he had only just made up his mind to become a gentleman.

But when he followed her gaze and noticed that his hand was undoing the Courtesan Queen's bodice, he finally understood.

Song Qingshu let out a strange cry and dodged her hate-filled sword strike in a most undignified manner.

"It's all a misunderstanding!"

Song Qingshu gave an awkward laugh and instinctively wanted to explain, only to suddenly remember that he currently looked like Tang Kuobian. She did not know him at all.

After forcing Song Qingshu back, the Yellow-robed Woman had no time to deal with him. She immediately checked the Courtesan Queen's condition. Seeing her unfocused eyes and flushed cheeks, clearly signs that she had been drugged with a vile aphrodisiac, she flew into a rage. "I'll kill you, you lecherous thief!"

"Hey, hey, hey..." Seeing her pounce like a tigress, Song Qingshu hurriedly dodged in every direction. Using the cramped space in the room and the tables and chairs as obstacles, he barely managed to evade her attacks without revealing his martial arts. "What lecherous thief? I haven't even started being lecherous yet!"

Song Qingshu felt terribly wronged, but instead of stopping after hearing him, the Yellow-robed Woman's killing intent only intensified, and her attacks became even more vicious.

"Besides, I paid