At those words, the Fragrant Consort hurriedly lowered her head, fear showing on her face.
"I wouldn't dare, young master. If you want me, I'm willing to do anything."
She was the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion's star attraction, and she sold her art, not her body.
But Ao Xiong was the Office Chief of the Soul-Calming Office. She could not afford to offend him, and even the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion's master could not protect her. She had no choice but to bow her head.
"Hmph. That's more like it. My grandson and I will take you together. Tonight, we'll make sure you taste paradise on earth!" Ao Xiong's expression softened as his gaze roamed shamelessly over the Fragrant Consort's body.
She kept her head down, teeth clenched. Humiliation burned inside her, but she had no power to resist. All she could do was curse them silently for their shamelessness.
Just then, someone knocked at the door.
"Who is it?" Ao Xiong frowned. He was in high spirits and hated being interrupted.
"Lord Ao, it's me, Black Hawk!" a man called from outside.
"All of you, out!" With a wave of his hand, Ao Xiong drove the women from the room. A scarred, middle-aged man then entered.
"What is it?" Ao Xiong asked.
"Disaster. All four of them are dead!" Black Hawk said in a low voice. He was Ao Xiong's most loyal subordinate and ordinarily carried intelligence between him and the Yinyuan Sect.
"Who did it? Lin Qing? Or does he have some other expert behind him?" Ao Xiong frowned.
"Lin Qing!"
"Impossible! Four True Gang Realm fighters attacked together. Even if they couldn't beat him, they should have been able to escape. How could they all be dead?" Ao Ziyi cried out from the side, unable to believe it.
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