I courted death and then tried to escape, so the whole sect wants to get rid of me.

Before Chen He could utter the words "I'll go with you," Song Yao's figure had already disappeared into the dim light.

He suddenly felt a little anxious.

This is the territory of the Northern Shaking Sect, and it's so dark outside. This kid is drunk; how can he be running around outside alone?

But then she thought back to when they were in the secret realm, he said he would protect her, but he didn't actually help her at all.

Instead, she silently pocketed all sorts of spiritual herbs.

Moreover, the fact that he was able to escape from the wormhole alone suggests that he possessed some abilities that he was unaware of.

He shook his head, not thinking about it anymore, and turned to catch up with Mingran and the other person.

-

A row of red gauze lanterns hung outside Wanchun Tower, their warm light illuminating the street, while the sounds of string and wind instruments filled the air.

The guests, dressed in bright clothes, came and went, arm in arm, squeezing inside.

Even from a distance, you can smell the decadent, powdery scent of perfume.

Ye Chang'an's face was gloomy as he strode into the hall.

His brocade robe draped loosely over his shoulders, and the arrogance of the day was gone from his eyes; instead, he was filled with anger.

The two Wen siblings followed behind without saying a word, with Jiang Jin trailing behind at the very back.

The madam, dressed in her finest attire, immediately greeted him with a smile, tossing her handkerchief aside. Her tone was sickeningly warm: "Young Master Ye, it's been so long since we've seen you! We've all missed you terribly! We've been saving the best room for you all this time~"

Ye Chang'an ignored her, turned around and pulled Jiang Jin, who was at the back, into his arms, gripping his shoulders tightly: "What's the use of pleasing these two blockheads? You might as well try to please me."

His eyes grew even more sinister, with a hint of gritted teeth: "That Lin Mu from your sect made me lose face today! You have to apologize to me by drinking a few cups of wine for her."

Jiang Jin pursed his lips, suppressing his discomfort, and cupped his hands, saying, "My junior sister is indeed a bit unruly and unreliable. She offended Young Master Ye in the hall today. Please forgive her."

He paused for a moment, then said, "Alright, put all today's expenses on my tab. I'll have a few drinks with my fellow students as an apology."

He didn't have any deep-seated hatred for Ye Chang'an. Even if he couldn't get any information about Fifth Senior Sister in the end, he could still use this opportunity to ease tensions and make another friend, so it wouldn't be a wasted trip.

Upon hearing this, Ye Chang'an's fierceness subsided slightly, and he loosened his grip on Jiang Jin's shoulder, scoffing, "You're quite sensible."

He waved his hand to dismiss the madam: "Lead the way."

However, the further Jiang Jin went in, the more he felt something was wrong.

This is no ordinary restaurant, it's clearly...

He slowed his pace slightly and looked at Ye Chang'an somewhat uncomfortably: "Young Master Ye, if you... if your fiancée knew we were in a place like this, wouldn't it be inappropriate?"

Ye Chang'an didn't even turn his head: "What's inappropriate about it?"

Jiang Jin frowned and said, "But this is, after all, the territory of the Northern Shaking Sect. What if someone sees us and it gets out..."

"So what if we bump into each other?"

Ye Chang'an interrupted him, his contempt undisguised, "That woman is even more wooden than those two from the Wen family. Even if I stood in front of her with the girls in the building in my arms, she wouldn't dare to say a word."

Jiang Jin opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing more, and could only grit his teeth and follow behind upstairs.

-

Ye Chang'an and his group had just entered the building when Song Yao followed and glanced at the signboard.

Wow.

Wanchunlou.

Isn't this our senior brother's business?

She remembered that Wanchunlou was a chain store, with branches not only in the territory of Beiyaozong, but also in the territory of Taiqingge, and even two branches seemed to have opened outside of Tianshu.

The eldest brother was extremely business-minded. The girls and boys in the brothel all sold their talents but not their bodies. Each of them was exceptionally talented, attracting scions of wealthy families who were willing to spend lavishly. It became one of the top money-spending dens in the city.

This was Song Yao's first time visiting Wanchunlou, a restaurant belonging to the Northern Yao Sect.

Her eyes were blurry with drunkenness as she slowly followed the flow of people inside.

Because of her exceptionally good looks and her tied-up hair, the young male escort was momentarily stunned, blushed, and threw himself into her arms: "Young Taoist priest, are you here to listen to music? Or are you looking for some fun? I can play pitch-pot and the zither~"

Song Yao waved her folding fan, pushing the male prostitute aside, and looked at the backs of Ye Chang'an and the others as they walked uphill. She smiled and said, "Next time, today I'm here to drink with someone."

The young man, with his sharp eyes, glanced at her Taoist robe and immediately understood: "Are you with Young Master Ye? Young Master Ye is in Room 1 of the Heavenly Class. Shall I lead you there?"

Song Yao: "No need, I can go by myself."

The young man looked quite regretful, then moved closer to her, his face full of anticipation: "Then you must come looking for me next time."

"No problem."

She closed her folding fan, smiled, and lifted the fan handle to hook the male prostitute's chin before turning and walking up the soft carpeted stairs.

The "Tianzi" room is on the top floor and consists of three rooms.

As I rounded the corner, I suddenly heard a low sobbing sound coming from a side room.

I went closer to take a look.

Inside, several brightly dressed young women and male prostitutes huddled in a corner, clutching handkerchiefs and wiping away tears, their voices trembling uncontrollably: "No, I won't serve Young Master Ye! We agreed that we'd only sell our art, not our bodies, and he's doing this..."

The madam was wringing her hands anxiously in the room, repeatedly advising, "Oh, my dear ladies, how could we ask you to sell yourselves? It's just to accompany someone for drinks and sing a song, nothing like what you're thinking!"

A girl in a pink dress cried, her shoulders trembling: "She doesn't sell herself, but he's like a madman! Last time, Miss Xiwan only sang one line wrong, and he beat her so badly she couldn't get up for half a day. She's still limping!"

"And then there's Ah Liang. Just because I was a fraction slow in pouring him a drink, he kicked me down the stairs and he's still recovering outside!"

"He only comes when he's in a bad mood, and he'll find all sorts of excuses to beat people to a pulp."

The madam was speechless, and after a long while she advised, "He's generous; once he gets beaten up, he'll be set for life."

The male prostitute next to him, his voice trembling with tears, chimed in, "You have to be alive to enjoy it!"

The madam stamped her feet anxiously, her voice trembling, "I know you're wronged! But he's the young master of Taiqing Pavilion, we can't afford to offend him! If the manager were still here, how dare he be so presumptuous..."

Before he could finish speaking, a loud crash suddenly came from the direction of Room 1.

Immediately following was Ye Chang'an's furious roar, which made the lanterns under the eaves shake: "Where are they! I said I wanted to hear some music, why aren't they here yet?! If they keep dawdling, believe me, I'll tear this dilapidated building down!"

The people in the side room turned pale with fright and huddled in the corner, too scared to even cry out.

The madam trembled at the shout, her face turning pale. She gritted her teeth and stamped her foot, saying, "Fine, fine! If you won't go, I will! I'm practically a manager, he can't possibly kill me."

Several people rushed forward in a panic to stop her, tears streaming down their faces: "You absolutely can't go! Your health isn't good to begin with!"