"Fuck, my father is Zhang Erhe."
"Huh? You... you're Zhang Caifeng, the only son of Zhang Erhe, the Second City Lord?"
"What? Scared now? If you're scared, hand it over. Otherwise, don't blame me for killing you."
"Yes, yes, yes. Here, here, here. Young Master, please don't take offense, don't take offense."
The young man beside Ye Lin arrogantly took a purple dudou and plopped down onto a chair.
Then, holding the purple dudou with both hands, he pressed it to his face and took a deep sniff, an utterly intoxicated expression appearing on his face.
Ye Lin fell silent at the sight.
"Kid, don't say your big brother doesn't look after you. Here, let you touch it."
Noticing someone staring at him all this time, Zhang Caifeng turned to look at Ye Lin, then generously held the dudou out before him.
"No need. I'm not interested in that. I have a question that's been troubling me. I hope Young Master can answer it for me."
Leaning back in his chair, Ye Lin moved closer to Zhang Caifeng and spoke softly.
"Oh? Go ahead. Your big brother will answer you. As long as I know it, I'll teach you everything I have."
Zhang Caifeng patted his chest grandly and declared.
"Alright, Brother Zhang. Since you are the City Lord's only son, a courtesan from a brothel should be nothing more than a plaything in your palm. Why are you still so obsessed with one?"
Hearing Ye Lin's words, Zhang Caifeng put on an unfathomable expression, lifting his eyes high as he looked at Ye Lin.
"Good little brother, you don't understand, do you? Spring Moon Pavilion has the Seven Illusion Sect at its back. The Seven Illusion Sect's Sect Master is a great figure on the same level as the