Red Silk City...
Red Silk City was named for its radiant red banners and the ever-bustling silk trade that lured merchants from across three realms. By day, it was a city of opulence and laughter, where the scent of roasted duck and flower wine danced in the air.
But by night, under the velvet sky, the heart of the city beat with royal soldiers search operations — and tonight, treachery invoke them.
In a quiet corner of the city, behind an unmarked courtyard lined with willows, Fatty Ben sipped his tea nervously.
It had been a temporary hideout, handpicked by Ben himself — a hidden manor warded by multiple formations, meant to protect the women he sworn to care for his master. Inside were Amelia, Lily, and Sophia and Along with them were others women — quiet, loyal, powerful in their own right.
Guarding them, as always, was Fatty Ben — round, sweaty, loyal to a fault, and entrusted with a task he valued more than his own life.
He had trusted the wrong people.
