Being a Shadow Guard was hard work.
Protecting people from the shadows, assassination, disguise, spreading information, cleaning up after their master, dying in his place-none of it was particularly honorable work.
They often did these jobs that meant living on a knife's edge, with an extremely high level of danger. The main thing was that the monthly pay was very generous, enough to make them risk their lives.
Occasionally, they also had to do strange things for their master.
Xie Huizhou's original Shadow Guards had been left to him by his mother. They had always protected him from the shadows, taking care of all sorts of assassination plots against him and anyone investigating him.
The old emperor was truly ruthless, sending people to murder Xie Huizhou from time to time. It kept the Shadow Guards terribly busy; who knew how many assassins they had killed?
Although their lives had been lived on a knife's edge from the beginning, they had grown accustomed to it and taken it in stride.
As Xie Huizhou grew increasingly outstanding, they had to deal with people who coveted him. His actions became increasingly outrageous, and the Shadow Guards grew busier and busier.
Xie Huizhou began drawing Spring Palace Paintings, and what he drew was extremely erotic and stimulating.
Hidden in the shadows, the Shadow Guards saw everything clearly.
The Shadow Guards dared not make a sound. "..."
Although they did not understand what their master was thinking, he surely had his reasons for doing this.
It was perfectly normal for their master to have a little private hobby that could not be shown in polite company. He was only drawing Spring Palace Paintings. Could that possibly bring a whole crowd down on him?
Absolutely not.
Before long, Xie Huizhou's Phoenix Paintings proved so good that