Seventy years old is the age to take risks!

cough....

Jiang Yuan coughed and looked at the two women, asking, "What are your names?"

"Sir, my name is Little Sweetie, and her name is Little Honey."

"We grew up in Heilongjiang. Our names were given to us by Deacon Zhang. If you don't like them, sir, we can change them."

Fortunately, Jiang Yuan hadn't drunk any water, otherwise he would have spat it out.

What kind of weird name is this? Sweet and lovely?

"Well then, from now on, your name will be Xia Zhu, and your name will be Dong Mei."

Jiang Yuan pointed at the two women and spoke.

"Yes, sir."

The two women bowed respectfully, showing no reaction whatsoever to the name change, like two obedient robots.

Jiang Yuan looked at the two women, a strange light flashing in his eyes.

Although he wasn't a member of the underworld, he had traveled all over the country for many years and had heard some rumors about the black market.

It is said that many young girls are sold to the black market by human traffickers, where the black market has special methods to tame them. Once they are grown up, they are given to subordinates as rewards, thus planting spies and spies.

Once they discover that this person intends to betray the black market, they will turn into deadly blades and turn against them.

Even without betrayal, all of Zhang Bo's property would ultimately belong to the black market after his death, just like Zhang Bo.

It's fair to say that if you're bewitched by this kind of woman, your life is over.

These two women were likely spies planted by the black market around Zhang Bo, and now they've become his spies again.

However, Old Jiang is a man of strong will; how could he be bewitched by such a woman?

"Well, let's go, show this old man around."

"Yes, sir."

The two women, one on each side, led Jiang Yuan into Zhang Bo's residence.

It must be said that Zhang Bo really knew how to enjoy life; this mansion could only be described as magnificent.

Inside, there is a flower pavilion surrounded by flowers and exotic plants, as well as a garden of extremely precious spiritual herbs that can be picked to refine elixirs.

In addition to essential rooms such as guest rooms, kitchen, and hall, the mansion also has other facilities.

There were also studies filled with precious calligraphy and paintings, elegant rooms for drinking, making merry, listening to music and watching dances, treasure pavilions filled with rare and exotic treasures, and bath and dining rooms for concubines to enjoy themselves.

Elegant, so very elegant.

Jiang Yuan walked to the bathing and dining room where he had been enjoying himself with his concubines. He saw that a large wooden tub that could accommodate four or five people, as well as various kinds of food, had been prepared. He was truly amazed.

"Master, please have your meal first."

At this moment, the two girls lowered their heads shyly and whispered to each other.

"Um."

Jiang Yuan nodded and walked towards the dining area. Looking at the large table of delicacies, he couldn't help but sigh.

Damn it, what kind of miserable life did I live before?

Oh well, when in Rome, do as the Romans do.

He's over seventy years old; there's nothing wrong with him enjoying himself.

"My lord, I will serve you your meal." Xia Zhu, gentle and sweet-smelling, pressed herself against him.

Jiang Yuan had suffered his whole life, and this was the first time he had ever experienced being waited on hand and foot while eating. He was a little uncomfortable, but he still reluctantly accepted it.

"My lord, let me help you change your clothes!"

The fair-skinned and beautiful Dongmei came up with a large robe and carefully helped Jiang Yuan change his clothes.

They're so particular; they even change their clothes before eating.

"My lord, I'll go fetch some good things."

Then, served by the two women, Jiang Yuan walked towards the bathing area of ​​the kitchen, not lifting a finger the entire time, looking completely relaxed, and occasionally muttering to himself:

"Professional, quite professional."

......

Two hours later.

Jiang Yuan lay half-reclined in the huge wooden tub, with most of his head above water covered with rose petals, his eyes lifeless.

This kind of life really puts cadres to the test.

Suddenly, he understood.

Why did the black market use such despicable means to control its subordinates without encountering strong backlash or even opposition?

Who can withstand that?

Fortunately, he was older than those hot-blooded young men and knew all too well the horrors of a decadent lifestyle.

"Pack your things and leave. Take whatever treasures you want and go home."

At this moment, Jiang Yuan suddenly spoke.

"what?"

Upon hearing this, the two goddesses' expressions changed, and both their eyes filled with tears, a sight that evoked pity in me.

"Sir, how can you be so heartless? Have we not served you well enough?"

"No." Jiang Yuan shook his head.

"Then why are you kicking us out? We have nowhere to go home."

"Please don't send us away."

The two women wept uncontrollably, their cries deeply moving.

Just kidding, they all came with a mission, how could they be driven away by Jiang Yuan?

Jiang Yuan considered his words carefully before speaking, "You've misunderstood. I'm not asking you to leave, but rather to find you another place to stay."

"I also have a house not far from here, where my two sisters, Chunlan and Qiuju, live."

"You should move there. The four of you will have each other's company, and I will visit you often."

"this....."

Xia Zhudongmei was stunned.

Judging from their names, Chunlan and Qiuju were also Jiang Yuan's concubines.

Along the way, they seemed to have no reason to refuse.

"Then, sir, we've all gone. What about your food, clothing, shelter, and transportation...?" Xia Zhu was still somewhat unwilling and asked, biting her lip.

"I don't need your help. I'm not so old that I can't take care of myself. I'll call you when I need anything."

Jiang Yuan's face hardened, and his tone left no room for argument.

"Very well, I will obey."

The two women exchanged a helpless glance, then packed their things and left, their eyes filled with grievance and reluctance.

The huge house suddenly felt much quieter.