Wen'an was only a remote little county in the Northern Lands, rarely visited by people from other provinces.
The young woman with black silk covering her eyes was plainly a martial artist. The energy radiating from her was frighteningly profound, even more formidable than that of the three-seal martial artists Lu Chen had seen.
Then he recalled hearing just that day that the Witch Sect had spared no expense to hire an expert from the Divine Catcher Gate.
Lu Chen considered the matter. A powerful expert with such a mysterious background had suddenly appeared at this particular moment. Most likely, she was the Golden-Clad Divine Catcher from the Divine Catcher Gate.
Still, this Divine Catcher's conduct was rather improper. Dressing as a blind girl was one thing, but she had even brought along a little girl. It was far too conspicuous.
Lu Chen shook his head, dismissing the thought. He turned away and headed for Wind Lotus Courtyard, where the lights were beginning to come on.
This was a den of iniquity, a gambling house mixed with a brothel, with all the decadent air of a private club from his previous life.
The Witch Sect had booked the entire place for the night.
Lu Chen had only just reached the entrance when a Witch Sect man in a black jacket stopped him. "May I ask which gang you belong to?"
"The Small Knife Society. Lu Chen."
"Please, come in."
Lu Chen stepped into Wind Lotus Courtyard.
The hall blazed with light. Dozens of colored-glass lamps hung from the beams, gilding the room in splendor. Thick woven carpets covered the floor, and underfloor heating sent up a steady stream of warmth from the charcoal fires below.
The enormous hall felt as warm as spring.
The most eye-catching sights were the women