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"To beat a dog, one must consider its master. The act of Ghost Killer Tower was tantamount to not giving him face, and Yi Chen simply wouldn't tolerate such humiliation."

"My grasslands, my horses; I do as I please with them, others may not."

"Thinking about how his beloved big cat, Miao Zi, was also drifting and had lost contact in Nan Shan County, Yi Chen immediately felt irritated."

"This journey just happened to be on the way to bring back that unfilial child for some strict discipline."

"He must teach it that at its age, striving is the best foundation."

"With a thought, Yi Chen's figure vanished from the spot."

"Under the moonlight, the Nan Shui River resembled a serpentine ribbon, breathtakingly beautiful. A man in a hooded black robe was moving swiftly forward; with each step, his figure flickered and reappeared more than ten meters away."

"Some wander the jianghu, some toil over their studies in seclusion."

"Some are sycophants, some weep in loud anguish."

"Some ascend Mount Liang in snow, some venture out at night to hack and slay."

"Every person is but carrying a tombstone named life on their shoulders, struggling forward."

"'Daozun has it tough, alas, a life of toil~'"

"Looking up at the clear moon in the sky, Yi Chen sighed deeply, his eyebrows knitted in the shape of the character '川', and then he sped up even more."

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"Colorful Tower is Nan Shan County's notorious gold-cave."

"It is an establishment that engages in import-export trade and serves as a connection hub for people."

"Colorful Tower stands tall with nine stories, with red sleeves beckoning throughout the building."

"From the first to the third floors, it's all about sheer gauze and long legs, while the floors above are filled with barely clad young women and wives waving their handkerchiefs."

"From the third floor upwards, it's invitation-only, not open to anyone but the wealthy, the powerful, and those highly cultivated in their practice."

"Underneath Colorful Tower, the crowd bustled, with the teahouse owner and the old madam welcoming guests at the door, while a big gapped-tooth man with a runny nose wearing a tattered robe played and sang with his erhu on the street outside the building."

"'The willow leaves are sharp at the top, and the sky is full of stars!'"

"'Passersby, give ear to my words, I bid thee.'

"'This tale occurred in the brothel district west of the city.'

"'In the Mushroom Alley of Brothel District, there lived a Song Laoshi.'

"'Speaking of Song Laoshi, him and his wife were gambling fiends.'

"'A lifetime without a son, they bore but a fair daughter.'

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"'The girl named Xiao Lian, charming and fair-faced.'

"'Once she arrived at Colorful Tower, her life soared to heavenly heights.'

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"On the ninth floor of Colorful Tower, Xiao Lian, clad in a red mandarin duck camisole, draped in a white gauze veil, and wrapped in black silk stockings, sat on the brocaded bed, sobbing incessantly."

"Some are born with a silver spoon, some have lives bitterer than coptis."

"She was one with a life bitterer than coptis."

"Burdened by parents addicted to gambling."

"Ten days ago, her parents brought a human trafficker home, claiming she was in luck and was being offered work. The work was tiring with chores from top to bottom, sometimes involving hands-on labor and sometimes verbal duties, but the wages were high, the food was good, she could learn a craft, the wages were paid daily, and there was a doctor in case of illness."

"Looking at the empty rice container and her home that even mice avoided, she reluctantly agreed amidst the encouraging gaze of her parents."

"She originally thought she would at worst become a maidservant, doing tasks of service; little did she know she had fallen into a pit of fire."

"After three days of torment by the old madam, she succumbed."

"Then a bunch of washed-up old women came in person to teach her various skills. Today was her debut evening—it was said that a man named Yan Renxi had paid a high price for her and wanted her to serve him well, under no circumstances to offend him."

"If she served well, she need not work in the next life."

"Looking at the envious looks of the old madams, as if to say how could it be your turn if they were twenty years younger, Xiao Lian felt even more bitter."

"She just hoped to win someone's heart, never to part till death."

"She didn't want to sit in a jar to practice so-called secret skills to please others."

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"The door suddenly opened."

"In Xiao Lian's fearful gaze, a mobile mountain of flesh squeezed through the door."

"At that moment, the ninety-pound Xiao Lian's tears flowed uncontrollably; she panicked."

"Yan Renxi arrived at the ninth floor, led by the teahouse owner."

"Some traverse abysses, some live in high towers."

"Some shine with radiance, some are covered in rust."

"Such is the disparity of this world."

"As the brother of Ghost Killer Tower's master Yan Renhen, in his life, he got whatever he wanted, whether it was the wind or the rain."

"An endless supply of delicacies, more money than he could spend, luxury he couldn't exhaust, more rooms than he could explore."

"'What a life of debauchery, what a life of debauchery.'

Humming an obscure tune, Yan Renxi, burping from alcohol, made his way into the room. Catching sight of Xiao Lian who had collapsed onto the brocaded bed, his eyes lit up."

"Swoon."

"One word, tender!"

"Who in all of Nan Shan County didn't know that he, Yan Renxi, had a weakness for the tender ones?"

"He especially favored the look of fear and pain in others' eyes and their desperate shrieks."

"It gave him a sense of absolute power and pleasure."

"Looking at Xiao Lian, who resembled a little lamb, Yan Renxi was tempted to pounce, but ultimately he restrained himself, recalling his brother's teachings."

"A veteran of the pleasures, a connoisseur of the flesh, should not resort to force."

"That would be unbefitting."

With a slap, he took out an inverted hourglass and placed it on the table.

"'Girl, I'm giving you the time it takes for this hourglass. Either I throw you out to feed the dogs, or you come serve me.'

"'I'm not one to force others, so choose for yourself.'

"'Yan Lord, you...'" Xiao Lian's tears streamed unrestrained, clear and pure as if she were pouring out the hardships of life, when suddenly her gaze shot to something horrifying, and she let out a yelp."

"'What 'you'? The crying counts as time, too!' Yan Renxi laughed triumphantly, layers upon layers of his flesh quivering, as if a mountain of meat were trembling from an earthquake."

Just then, a shadow abruptly engulfed him."

He felt something behind him."

Yan Renxi struggled to turn his head, only to see a man in a hooded robe had appeared suddenly behind him."