The Evil Fire Grass Chicken Gets Taken Down

The biggest brothel in Spirit City was the Misty Rain Pavilion. Countless male Soul Masters came and went through its doors.

Young Soul Masters from every major family dreamed of getting close to the Misty Rain Pavilion's women.

Dai Mubai had his eye on one of them. The courtesans were beyond his reach: they were Soul Masters themselves, some even powerful Soul Kings, and they catered to the major families' most important figures.

So Dai Mubai struck up a conversation with a Soul Grandmaster whose Martial Soul was a fox. She had caught his eye at once.

She was rather greedy. Only after Dai Mubai gave her plenty of benefits did she warm to him. He didn't mind. Money was the one thing he never lacked.

Dai Mubai had the madam arrange a room. He intended to discuss research into Martial Souls with the woman.

Just then, a dejected Ma Hongjun happened to pass him.

Ma Hongjun was frustrated. He had some money, but compared with the rich young men from the other families, he might as well have been penniless. The women at the brothel wouldn't give him a second glance.

His handful of Gold Soul Coins wasn't even enough to buy a dance.

Damn Spirit Hall! Why can't they give us more Gold Soul Coins?! Ma Hongjun grumbled inwardly. Then something at the edge of his vision caught his attention.

Dai Mubai, wrapped in a black cloak, was flirting with the woman whose Martial Soul was a fox. Ma Hongjun's eyes went red. He had noticed her first, but she hadn't been interested in him at all.

Seeing how coy she acted beside Dai Mubai made his blood boil.

You shameless pair! I'm going to teach you a lesson today! Ma Hongjun was about to make his move,