There was no smell of gunpowder from war here at all. The streets were wide enough for four carriages to race abreast, neatly laid with bluestone slabs, and everywhere were nobles and merchants dressed in splendor.
Number Eighteen, Broom Avenue: a three-story house with a garden, property Su Li had bought at great expense.
Su Li sat on the second-floor balcony, holding a glass of expensive red wine.
His current identity was Baron Su Li.
Over the past few years, he had occasionally brought a few enchanted weapons to auction, and the gold coins he earned were enough for the two of them to squander for several lifetimes. They lived very comfortably.
Saina emerged from the bedroom. She had just finished bathing and wore a thin silk robe.
Droplets of water rolled down her slender neck and slipped into that deep expanse of snowy whiteness. At twenty-five, Saina had fully blossomed, her figure utterly alluring.
Su Li had specially commissioned this robe from an upscale fabric shop. Worn on her body, it revealed and concealed in tantalizing turns.
She walked behind Su Li and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Still not sleeping?" Saina pressed her face to Su Li's back.
"I'm annoyed." Su Li set his glass down heavily on the round table. "I went to Violet Trading House today. I wanted to buy a high-level Knight Breathing Technique."
Saina moved around in front of him and straddled his lap. "They wouldn't sell?"
"They wouldn't." Su Li cursed outright. "That fat manager had his nose stuck so high in the air. He said only hereditary nobles were qualified to purchase breathing techniques. They don't recognize this baron title I bought with money at all. In their eyes, I'm just some nouveau riche bastard who stepped in dog shit and