My cultivation level increases by one year every day!

"Little Purple has left without cause; we beg the young master to punish her!"

The Fang family was known for its integrity and strict clan rules. Upon learning that her master could not find her, Xiao Zi immediately knelt down and begged for mercy.

Fang Yuan remained silent, looking at Xiao Zi who was on the verge of tears, his heart as calm as still water. He turned around and prepared to go back inside.

Seeing that Fang Yuan did not express his opinion, a sense of despair gradually rose in Xiao Zi's heart.

If she is punished, it means she still has a chance to continue serving the young master.

However, if this is ignored, the consequences are self-evident.

There was a maid in the villa who had a good relationship with Xiao Zi. She couldn't bear to see her sisters kneeling outside all the time, and even being driven out.

So she knocked on Fang Yuan's door, went in, knelt down, and pleaded earnestly for his life.

"If Xiao Zi leaves here, you should be able to take over all the affairs here," Fang Yuan suddenly said.

Xiao Lian lowered her head in fear and said in a trembling voice, "Xiao Zi and I are like sisters. I have never had such a thought that would cross the line."

"You guys are quite loyal and righteous."

No one doesn't want to climb the ladder and gain more wealth and power.

"Let Xiao Zi in and tell me what happened," Fang Yuan said calmly.

Xiao Zi has been by my side for many years, working diligently and conscientiously. We can still give her another chance.

Upon hearing this, Xiaolian felt as if she had been granted a pardon and was overjoyed. She quickly ran outside to help Xiaozi, who had been kneeling for a long time, to her feet.

In an instant, Xiao Zi's cold heart warmed up, her emotions stirred, and she entered the house with great respect.

I learned this from Xiao Zi.

It turned out that she had a cousin she grew up with who had been kidnapped by a brothel in the city, and her relatives sent her letters.

In her eagerness to save lives, she sought information through various channels, and in a moment of carelessness, she neglected the affairs of the other courtyard.

"Has the person been rescued yet?" Fang Yuan asked.

Little Purple's delicate face still had tear stains, making her look pitiful and easily arousing one's protective instincts.

"I was on my way to the Drunken Dream Pavilion when I remembered that the young master might need to summon me, so I hurried back." Xiao Zi said, slightly embarrassed.

Fang Yuan frowned slightly, not because he was particularly concerned about Xiao Zi's impudence and negligence, but mainly because the Drunken Dream Pavilion was a property of the Fang family.

Although Xiao Zi was just his personal maid, not many people in the Fang family dared to offend her, after all, they had to consider his reputation.

How dare a third-rate money-making entertainment industry provoke such a powerful figure?

"Come on, I'll go with you to the Drunken Dream Pavilion," Fang Yuan said.

Drunken Dream Pavilion is renowned far and wide, being one of the three most romantic and pleasure-seeking places in the county. Those who have visited it are said to be living a life of unbridled pleasure and forgetting all their worries.

Fang Yuan stated that his trip was solely for saving lives and that he would not discuss romance or trivial matters.

Little Purple was stunned; her little brain almost went blank.

The young master, who has always looked down on these places of pleasure, why has he suddenly changed his mind today?

"The young master must have stood up for me; I must serve him wholeheartedly from now on!"

Xiao Zi couldn't think of any other possibility and was deeply moved.

Before long, Fang Yuan and Xiao Zi walked out of the house, keeping a low profile.

Zuimeng Pavilion is located in the inner city, on a bustling commercial street with a large flow of people, mostly dignitaries.

The Drunken Dream Pavilion has three floors and a pagoda-like structure. The roof is covered with glazed tiles, which are very beautiful when the moonlight falls.

"Please come in, young master!"

The guards outside were very perceptive. They could tell from the man's extraordinary demeanor that he must be a big shot, so they quickly welcomed him inside.

He noticed a beautiful girl following behind him, and his expression became slightly unnatural, but he still greeted her with a smile.

The world of the wealthy is often incomprehensible to most.

"Oh, sir, please have a seat in the private room upstairs."

The madam was very enthusiastic when she saw the newcomer, secretly surprised that she had never encountered such a handsome and elegant guest before.

His identity must be extraordinary, for he immediately invited me upstairs.

The Drunken Dream Pavilion has three floors. The first floor is a hall with a stage in the center where famous geishas play music.

There are rooms, but they are always noisy and lack a good environment. People of lower social standing usually stay on the first floor.

The second floor mainly consists of private rooms with excellent views, overlooking the area below. If you see a girl you like, you can simply request her to come up there.

The third floor is the most prestigious, with only ten private rooms. Top-tier singers perform live in the rooms, and the service is the most attentive.

"Where is your best room?" Fang Yuan asked casually.

Upon hearing this, the madam was startled, and her smile widened.

"Of course, it's Room 1, Dream Room, on the third floor!"

Fang Yuan nodded slightly, "Then let's go here, and while we're at it, let's invite the best courtesan to the room."

"Guest, Room 1 of the Dream series has already been reserved."

The madam smiled and said, "I'll arrange room number two for you right away, and have the best courtesan serve you."

"What if I absolutely insist on the Dream Room No. 1?" Fang Yuan's tone grew colder.

Only the most talented girls in the Drunken Dream Pavilion are qualified to become the top courtesan; the red card is a level below that.

"this……"

The madam looked troubled.

"Please wait a moment, young master. I will go and consult the steward."

Fang Yuan nodded and was invited to sit at the front. He watched the girl on stage singing, playing music, and dancing gracefully; she was truly captivating.

"She may lack good looks, but she has some talent, and her presence here adds a unique charm."

These people are not only comparable to Fang Ke'er of the family in terms of looks, but even Xiao Zi, who is by their side, is a cut above them.

After all, most of those who can make a living in brothels are ordinary people. They may have excellent looks, but they ultimately lack elegance.

Meanwhile, the madam was backstage discussing matters with the manager of the Drunken Dream Pavilion.

"Young Master Chang probably won't be coming today. Room number one in the Dream section can be given to that guest."

The person in charge of the Drunken Dream Pavilion is the son of an elder of the Fang family. He is middle-aged and has a sinister face.

"Remember to test that person's identity."

"If it's someone from out of town, the price can be doubled, and the courtesan will be treated exceptionally well."

The madam nodded; this was standard procedure. She then went out and led Fang Yuan upstairs.

"The piece you played was quite good."

Fang Yuan lay on the chair, watching the courtesan, her face veiled by a light gauze, gently playing the pipa and eating the fruit fed to her, looking quite content.

It must be said that the more ambiguous and partially obscured something is, the more easily it arouses people's desires.

He seemed to have forgotten the purpose of his trip; he had come to a brothel to listen to music.

Little Purple, standing to the side, showed no dissatisfaction and served her carefully.

"This girl's cultivation level is quite high!"

Fang Yuan was quite surprised; this courtesan behind the screen seemed to be more than she appeared.

But then, a commotion suddenly broke out outside the door.

"Damn it, how does your Drunken Dream Pavilion do business? My reserved private room got snatched away?"

Chang Huai was furious. He had been blocked by Fang Yuan during the day while he was driving his horse and carriage, and he was already annoyed.

When he returned home, he was severely reprimanded by his father, the prefect, and was ordered to stay at home for three days.

Of course he wouldn't do that. He thought he could vent his anger at the Drunken Dream Pavilion, but he was told that Room No. 1 of the Dream Pavilion had been taken.

In an instant, the anger that had been building up in his heart reached its peak.

The madam couldn't stop him at all.

He led four or five people and was about to kick down the door and rush inside.

Thud...creak...

Soon, the door was kicked open, the music inside stopped abruptly, and Chang Huai saw the person he least wanted to see...