"You flatter me, everyone." Han Tang withdrew his signature smile, bowed, and prepared to leave the stage.

"No, Young Master Han! Play another song!"

"Yes! Let us enjoy this auditory treat a little longer."

"Don't go..."

...

Han Tang hurriedly went down the steps but was grabbed by the hand by someone. Just as she was about to scold him, she saw the person wink at her.

"You're in for a treat, Young Master Han is all booked by me today." With that, he laughed a few times and pulled Han Tang away.

"Isn't this Miss Yi Yan?"

"You've taken a fancy to Young Master Han again?"

Everyone knew that Miss Yi Yan was a playboy who loved men and liked to compete with other girls for men, but because of her family background, no one dared to say anything.

Today they say they've taken Han Gongzi as their mistress, but it'll probably be just a few days before she becomes Yi Yan's mistress. They really won't dare to mess with Han Tang again in the future.

The group sighed, realizing they would likely never hear Young Master Han's zither music again...

Kuang Yiyan pulled Han Tang into the private room, closed the door naturally, and placed him on the soft couch.

"I saved you today, so tell me how you're going to repay me?" Kuang Yiyan used the handle of her fan to lift Han Tang's chin, smiling suavely.

Han Tang chuckled softly and gently pushed the fan handle aside. "How does Miss want me to repay her?"

Kuang Yiyan laughed heartily, "How about... repaying me with your body?"

Han Tang shook her head slightly, "This... I'm afraid I can't agree to Miss's request."

Kuang Yiyan: "Why can't I agree?"

Han Tang lowered her head to cover her eyes, "I sell my art, not my body."

"Is it that you sell your art but not your body, or... you can't sell it at all? Because... you're a woman?" Kuang Yiyan's expression remained unchanged, still smiling.

Han Tang's eyelashes trembled slightly. "Miss Yi Yan is joking."

"You know I'm not joking." Kuang Yiyan withdrew her frivolous smile.

"Miss Yi Yan..."

Han Tang was about to explain when Kuang Yiyan interrupted her.

"If you're going to make up a story, you don't need to. I hate liars more than anything else in my life." Kuang Yiyan's face darkened, and she stood up to leave.

There was a clear sound behind him, and when he turned around, he saw that Han Tang had already knelt down.

"What are you doing?" Kuang Yiyan frowned at her.

"I beg Miss Kuang to do justice for Han Tang." With that, Han Tang was about to kowtow.

Kuang Yiyan felt like she had gotten herself into a huge mess, and said impatiently, "Get up."

"Please, Miss Kuang, do me the right thing for Han Tang."

Well, she finally understood. She, Kuang Yiyan, had been blackmailed by this Miss Han.

"You should at least tell me what happened, right? How can I make decisions for you if you don't tell me?" Kuang Yiyan's brows furrowed.

"Miss Kuang agreed?" Han Tang raised her tear-streaked face.

"I..." Sure enough, she's here to extort money, isn't she?

But... sigh... what can she do? Kuang Yiyan is a sucker for good looks, and she couldn't help but agree when a beautiful woman asked her for a favor.

"Yes, yes, yes."

Han Tang, beaming with joy, was about to kowtow again when Kuang Yiyan stopped her.

Kuang Yiyan couldn't stand this act the most, and stubbornly retorted, "Alright, stop pretending to be innocent after getting the benefit. Tell me, what exactly is your grievance? Why do you have to dress up as a man in this brothel?"

Han Tang was helped up by Kuang Yiyan and sat on a stool. She told her story of how her Han family was framed by treacherous officials, their property was confiscated, and then the tyrannical emperor slaughtered the entire family on trumped-up charges. She also recounted how her mother had escaped death by disguising herself as a man, but she had ended up in this state.

After hearing this, Kuang Yiyan felt that the matter was far more troublesome than she had imagined...