Time flowed on, and in the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.
The sun sank in the west, its dying light red as blood, while the heartbroken lingered still.
Lanming City was a small border city in the Heaven Dou Empire, only a few kilometers from Longxing Fortress, the Star Luo Empire's foremost stronghold.
If the Star Luo Empire's cavalry rode day and night on a long-distance raid, they could probably reach the gates of Lanming City from Longxing Fortress within a single day and night.
Because of Spirit Hall, however, the Star Luo Empire's grand general, Lin Yuanfeng, could only pretend he had not seen this succulent morsel of meat.
The Mingyu Building was Lanming City's finest restaurant. Its exterior was extravagantly luxurious, scarcely inferior even to the Martial Soul Grand Hotel.
Here, guests could not only dine and lodge, but also drink tea, play chess, and enjoy performances such as operas and songs.
Most importantly-and most unusually-the fourth floor of the Mingyu Building also offered a special kind of service.
As for what kind of service, those in the know knew nothing, and those who knew nothing had to know.
In a private room on the second floor of the Mingyu Building, a little girl of six or seven in an emerald-green dress was staring at the dishes before her with undisguised disdain.
There were six meat dishes, three vegetable dishes, and three soups, making twelve dishes in all.
Six people occupied the private room: one man and five women. The man was a handsome young fellow, while three of the five females were adorable little girls with rosy, delicate features. Of the other two, one was a stunningly beautiful mature woman, and the other was a younger woman whose beauty could make fish sink