In his hazy memory, there were only images of him having fun with two courtesans, but he had no idea that he was hanging by the window and exposed to the cold wind all night.

Thinking about how he still had to discuss the auction process with the people from Lin Yin Pavilion and price the precious gems, Shi Wenshan was extremely anxious and tried to struggle to get up.

But as soon as he exerted himself, a wave of soreness washed over him, causing him to cry out "Ouch!" and fall heavily back onto the bed.

Meanwhile, Lin Yao, the leader of the Poison King Sect, and Shi Yujiao were having breakfast in the restaurant of Lin Yin Pavilion.

Why hasn't your brother arrived yet?

Even while eating, Lin Yao still wore that cold mask. She turned to look at Shi Yujiao, her gaze sharp as a knife, her voice devoid of warmth.

“Master, I really don’t know. He didn’t go back to the bedroom that Lin Yin Pavilion arranged for us last night. His room is right next to mine, and I didn’t see him go back all night.”

Shi Yujiao lowered her head and looked away, her voice tinged with trepidation.

She knew in her heart that her master, Lin Yao, hated his disciples and sect members lying the most.

If I tell the truth, I might be able to avoid punishment; but if I lie, not only will I be severely punished, but my brother Shi Wenshan will also suffer an even crueler lesson.

"Hmph! This kid must have been blinded by beauty again, so engrossed in his fun that he didn't even notice the sun rising over his backside!"

Lin Yao, the leader of the Poison King Sect, had a frosty expression on his face and a voice as cold as ice, his words full of dissatisfaction and rebuke towards Shi Wenshan.

"How about I go ask someone from Lin Yin Pavilion? I heard that Steward Liu Ruyan is over there."

Shi Yujiao made the suggestion cautiously, a hint of unease in her eyes.

"Finish eating first. If your brother doesn't show up, I won't let him off easily!"

Lin Yao spoke coldly, his chopsticks deftly picking up food, his movements elegant yet exuding an undeniable air of authority.

The forest demon ate very slowly, displaying composure in every gesture.

After she finished her meal, Shi Wenshan was still nowhere to be seen.

Lin Yao frowned, slowly got up, and led Shi Yujiao straight towards Liu Ruyan's direction.

"Deacon Liu, why didn't my brother come for breakfast? Which room did he stay in last night?"

Shi Yujiao stepped forward quickly, her eyes filled with anxiety as she asked.

Liu Ruyan moved gracefully, bowed slightly, and a hint of embarrassment appeared on her face: "Young Master Shi is staying in the top-class room on the third floor. Last night, I specially arranged for two geishas to sing for him to relieve his boredom. About an hour later, the geishas were about to leave when, unexpectedly, Young Master Shi forcibly kept them in the room and kept them up all night."

Upon hearing this, a cold glint flashed in Lin Yao's eyes, and the aura emanating from his body instantly became icy and bone-chilling.

Shi Wenshan had a fondness for beautiful women, and although she was somewhat dissatisfied, she did not interfere too much.

However, this time, they traveled a long way to Yanming City to hold a gem auction, which is of utmost importance as it relates to the sect's expansion into new markets.

Shi Wenshan, however, continues to be so indulgent, making him unfit for important responsibilities and increasingly untrustworthy.

"Let's go! Let's find him!"

Lin Yao spoke in an icy tone, then turned and strode away, her robes fluttering with a sharp, imposing aura.

A moment later, Lin Yao and Shi Yujiao arrived at the door of the room where Shi Wenshan had stayed the night before.

Lin Yao reached out and gently pushed the door open, which creaked open slowly.

The room was filled with an ambiguous and pungent smell. Shi Wenshan was lying sprawled on the carved bed, snoring loudly.

"Brother, get up! Don't sleep!"

Shi Yujiao was extremely anxious. She rushed to the bedside and pulled hard on Shi Wenshan's arm with both hands.

"I feel like my whole body is falling apart, I'm so tired, let me sleep a little longer..."

Shi Wenshan muttered to himself, not even lifting his eyelids, completely unaware of the arrival of Lin Yao, the sect leader of the Poison King Sect.

"Master has arrived!"

Seeing this, Shi Yujiao quickly lowered her voice to remind her.

Upon hearing this, Shi Wenshan was startled and tried to get up, but found his limbs weak and powerless, and he could not succeed despite his great efforts.

"You good-for-nothing! You're so absurd when it comes to doing serious business!"

Lin Yao glared angrily, stepped forward, and slapped Shi Wenshan hard across the face.

Lin Yao was burning with anger. Shi Wenshan, a mid-level Martial Grandmaster, was so indulgent with women. How much energy must he have used up to be so weak that he couldn't even get out of bed?

"Master, I was wrong, I will never dare to do it again..."

Shi Wenshan covered his swollen cheek, his voice trembling with tears, his eyes filled with fear and regret.

He was fearless, but he held the Poison King Sect Master Lin Yao in the highest esteem.

"Dare to do it again? Go and arrange the gem auction right now! When we get back to Ancient Moon City, I'll settle this score with you properly!"

Lin Yao snorted coldly, waved her jade hand, and a powerful surge of true energy instantly flowed into Shi Wenshan's body.