"Young Master Hu, Young Master Biao just returned and is about to rest. He instructed that no one is allowed to disturb him," the guard outside said hesitantly, his voice growing softer.
"Get lost!" a haughty voice rang out. "Do you need to stop us brothers from meeting?"
Zhang Zitong hurriedly came to Zu An's side: "Sir, judging from this conversation, the person who came should be Fang Biao's second brother, Fang Hu. It seems that the two brothers don't get along very well."
Zuan nodded, put his arm around her waist again, and subtly shielded her behind him.
Soon the courtyard gate was pushed open heavily, and a series of noisy footsteps grew closer.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the door was pushed open, and a tall young man appeared in the doorway. He was much more robust than Fang Biao, and what was most striking about him was his large nose and the way he looked at others as if they were trash.
Zuan frowned: "Didn't anyone teach you to knock before entering a room?"
Fang Hu raised an eyebrow: "Oh ho, you've grown bolder after going out for a while, daring to talk to me like that now."
Fang Hu's anger level: +66 +66 +66...
Zu An's heart skipped a beat; it seemed Fang Biao had suffered quite a bit of mistreatment from his second brother.
Fang Hu pulled out a chair and sat down casually: "I heard that after you came back, you actually drove away all those concubines. Many people came to me crying and complaining. What exactly happened?"
Zuan: "..."
When he returned here, a large group of beautiful women gathered around him; they were all women Fang Biao had taken in over the years.
Seeing the women vying for his favor, Zu An became very impatient and simply chased them all away.
Nowadays, he associates with the most outstanding people in the world, and he would never look down on these ordinary women.
Who knew these women would actually go to Fang Biao's second brother to complain?
Tsk tsk tsk, judging from his tone, how many green hats has Fang Biao been wearing?
“It’s nothing. Of course, a new woman is more interesting.” Zu’an said while playing with Zhang Zitong in his arms.
Zhang Zitong blushed deeply and lightly punched his chest. "Eleventh Master is getting more and more into character."
Fang Hu's gaze had been fixed on Zhang Zitong ever since he entered. Now that he saw her face clearly, he was immediately amazed, especially by her legs. "I feel like I could play with them for three years."
Thinking of this, he made no attempt to hide the desire in his eyes: "Let me borrow this woman for a couple of days."
As for when or whether to repay it, that's a matter for later.
Zhang Zitong's heart skipped a beat. She had disguised herself as a female slave to infiltrate this place. If the other party was Lord Eleven, it wouldn't matter if he took advantage of her. But if she really fell into the hands of those guys from the Yin-Yang Path, it would be worse than death.
Zuan patted her gently to comfort her, then firmly refused: "No."
Fang Hu wasn't annoyed at all. Instead, he laughed and said, "Don't be so stingy. I've been with all your women. I even gave you some of my concubines before."
Of course, overall he benefited more, as the items he gave to Fang Biao were mostly things he was tired of playing with and didn't want anymore.
Zhang Zitong blushed and spat inwardly, thinking how vulgar and shameless the two brothers were.
“This is different. I said I wouldn’t lend it, and that’s final,” Zu An said coldly.
Fang Hu narrowed his eyes: "You've gotten bolder lately, kid."
He then looked directly at Zhang Zitong and said, "My beauty, you'll be happier with me. With your long legs, my little brother can't satisfy you. Only I can let you experience the true pleasure of yin and yang intertwining."
Zhang Zitong turned her head and hugged Zu An tightly.
Fang Hu was somewhat surprised: "Huh, it seems you really have conquered this woman's body and soul. Could it be that you really used the so-called 'Eighteen Degrees of Spring Breeze'?"
"What do you think?" Zu An was somewhat impressed by Zhang Zitong's acting; even Fang Hu couldn't see any flaws.
"I think it's impossible. Others may not know your physical condition, but I do. You know we're kindred spirits." Fang Hu sneered repeatedly. If he were really that powerful, his concubines wouldn't have been so easily conquered by him.
Zuan was getting impatient. This kid was really annoying. He started to consider whether he should just kill him and be done with it, since he had already infiltrated the main altar anyway.
However, since it concerned the safety of Yun Jianyue and Qiu Honglei, he suppressed his displeasure and continued to change the subject, feigning politeness: "Where is my elder brother?"
Hearing that the other party is going to marry Qiu Honglei, it's best to gather more information.
“大哥要忙着娶圣女，可没功夫管这些事。”房虎说话间直接走了过来，“阿彪，现在主动将她送给我，还不失为一段兄友弟恭的佳话，若是让我动手抢的话，那可就不好看了，还记得当年你被我揍的时候么？”
A cold smile played on his lips, his threat palpable.
At the same time, he was also a little puzzled. Usually, Fang Biao would have been scared to death by this time and would have obediently offered the woman with both hands. Why was he being so tough today? It was not like him at all.
However, upon seeing Zhang Zitong in his arms, he felt relieved.
This woman is more beautiful than any of the others, especially her legs—they are absolutely exquisite. Plus, she's a silver-ranked embroidered-clothes woman. The feeling of conquering her is far greater than with any other woman; no wonder he can't bear to part with her.
Unfortunately, it's no use being reluctant; in any sect, might makes right, even among brothers.
Seeing his ill-intentioned look, Zu An's eyes turned slightly cold.
Zhang Zitong also sneered inwardly. This guy was ridiculous; he had no idea what kind of person he had offended.
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