With the sound of the voice, someone rolled into the room like a gust of wind, bringing a roomful of warm, fragrant air with them.
Wan Quan was in the middle of a cold sweat, but seeing the newcomer, he cried out with joy, "Sister Bao, are you alright?"
"It's simply infuriating."
No matter the time, Bao Yun was always alluring and seductive. Even when vexed, she possessed her own unique charm. She straightaway unpinned the hair bun from her hair, letting her dark, waterfall-like tresses tumble down, and bit onto a strand, grinding her teeth fiercely:
"That fellow puts on a great front, but he's actually just a lecher, and the clinging, annoying kind at that, stoking people's tempers. When it finally came down to it, he said he wanted to rest and kicked people right out..."
Seeing her return safe and sound, Wan Quan was already thanking the heavens, but he also felt Bao Yun's words made no sense at all. Along the way, he had intentionally taken Yu Ci for a tour of Yinkui City's most bustling district precisely to see if there were any exploitable openings, yet he had not noticed Yu Ci suffering from any lustful afflictions.
Besides, did she really expect... bare-arm combat for her Sister Bao to be satisfied?
Wan Quan felt a bit awkward and did not pick up the thread of the conversation. Bao Yun was still throwing a tantrum there, but the moment the "serving maid" cleaning the gold-traced jade bottle on the table spoke, she immediately quieted down.
The "serving maid" still asked Wan Quan, "You said that after the man exerted force, his face turned crimson?"
Wan Quan hurriedly answered in the affirmative, then asked, "Is this some kind of special technique?"
Hearing that they were discussing official