Ji Fengyao chased away Hei Xiao, but couldn't fall asleep, tossing and turning in bed while clutching a thin blanket.

She was puzzled. How did Shang Xiye grow up to be twenty-five years old? Was he thrown into a remote, isolated mountain forest to grow up?

On the way to Kyoto, he was such a good actor; it seems he used all his experience in acting!

He even went to brothels to learn techniques?

How could he even come up with something like that? He must be an idiot!

However, given his fastidious personality, he would need a girl as bold and capable as her to get close to him. Otherwise, if all the girls in the building were crippled, he probably wouldn't be able to learn this technique.

Tsk, I wonder which brothel is going to be in trouble tonight.

As Ji Fengyao rolled over in bed, another thought popped into her mind: What if this guy, for the sake of so-called "technique," forced himself to suppress his fussy habits and let those girls get close?

Imagine those alluring and seductive girls surrounding him, speaking sweet words and doing whatever they want to him, like a flock of lambs on steroids pouncing on a pure-hearted wolf...

Screw you!

Black Owl is right. He's still her husband in name only. What will she do when he comes back tomorrow?!

Kicking the blanket to her feet, Ji Fengyao jumped out of bed quickly, changed her clothes as fast as she could, and whispered, "Black Owl, let's go to the brothel!"

On the rooftop, Black Owl slipped and nearly fell, then climbed through the window into the house: "Do you want me to bring you any weapons? A whip? A sword? A dagger or a machete? I also have some throwing needles here; you'll probably be more comfortable using needles."

Ji Fengyao: "..."

She was there to save a seemingly innocent but actually wicked wolf from going astray, not to catch them in the act of adultery!

At this time, the Cuihonglou Restaurant was brightly lit and packed with guests, making it the busiest and most popular place of the day.

The carriage approached the back alley of the Cuihong Building.

Hearing the unusually noisy and decadent music inside, Shang Xiye frowned slightly in displeasure.

It's no wonder Wuhen was so on high alert. For someone like him, who has more enemies than friends, coming to such a chaotic and crowded place is extremely dangerous.

Actually, hiring a tutor to come to his home to teach would be the same thing. I never thought he would be so impulsive as to do something for a woman.

Madam Gong, the madam of Cuihonglou, had been waiting for a long time since she heard that a powerful figure was coming.

Shang Xiye, who was completely shrouded in a black veil and hat, along with Wuying, Wuhen, and others, were ushered into a private courtyard. Madam Gong led a dozen or so young and beautiful girls over.

Because of the hot weather, the girls were dressed very lightly, in sleeveless tops and tank tops, which made the several grown men sitting upright in the room turn their faces away.

Although Madam Gong couldn't see Shang Xiye and the others' faces, she could tell their movements and reactions from the bamboo hats they wore. She couldn't help but laugh and said, "Gentlemen, there's no need for such concerns. These girls are newly trained and are meeting guests for the first time. No one else has touched them before. Would you like to choose a few, or keep them all?"

Do we need so many people to teach and learn?

Shang Xiye coughed lightly, clearly displeased.

Wuying, Wuhen, and Wuzhong, these three greenhorns, were also only half-understanding. Wuying estimated that there were at most three or four teachers in the largest private school, so he said, "Keep the two with the best knowledge."

Gong's mother was slightly taken aback. These four people looked quite respectable; she really hadn't expected them to be this kind of people!

Upon hearing this, the girls in the row all paled and looked at Mother Gong with pleading eyes, not wanting to be the unlucky ones left behind.

"I'll do it, you all go out." With a soft and melodious voice, a graceful woman wearing a purple gauze dress and a purple sequined veil walked in from the doorway.