Beneath the night sky, lights blazed brilliantly.
A magnificent, towering pavilion stood in the southeastern corner of Shangdu City. Its top floor was lavishly adorned with gold, its carved beams and painted pillars the very height of extravagance.
Lust was human nature. Tai'an Tower was no different from the Jiaofang Office in the Capital: both were money-devouring dens that raked in fortunes every day.
Standing in the tavern, Jia Huan said quietly:
"Miss Duan, go back to the inn first."
"Take care, Lord Jia," Duan Qingwu cautioned before leaving as instructed.
Jia Huan entered Tai'an Tower.
Get the key, then head straight for the Abyss!
"Here." Jia Huan tossed over a Gold Ingot and made his way to the Fifth Floor without trouble.
Decadent music clamored all around. Seductively dressed women sang and danced, while dozens of stark-naked songstresses from the Western Regions offered themselves for the honored guests to pluck.
Jia Huan swept his gaze around, then fixed it on a corner.
Three women lay side by side while an old man with a Suo Lu hairstyle fondled them at leisure.
His eyes were grayish brown, and a thick blood vessel ran beside his mouth. His cultivation was at the sixth layer of the Profound Insight Realm.
That's him!
In the flash of a spark, only an afterimage remained where Jia Huan had stood.
Sensing murderous intent, Blood Butcher instinctively turned his head.
Bang!
A fist smashed into his chest, sending his entire body flying and shuddering in midair.
A tiger-bone key shaped like a thumb ring fell from inside his robes.
Jia Huan flicked out Finger Force and pocketed it.
Blood Butcher's eyes bulged, blood streaming from his body.
Everything had happened within a few breaths. The Fifth Floor fell as silent as a burial vault.
"Murder!"
"Murder!!"