Translator: CinderTL
"Second Young Master, Xia Qing and Qiu Yue have arrived," Madam Qing, the madam of the establishment, entered the private room, leading the two women inside.
Jiang Yushan turned around, a hint of displeasure on his face.
"Why did it take you so long to get here?"
Seeing this, the madam quickly signaled to the two women beside her.
They immediately understood, stepping forward and pressing their soft bodies against Jiang Yushan's back.
"Second Young Master, please don't be angry. We'll make it up to you later."
Feeling the softness against his back, Jiang Yushan's face brightened. Just as he was about to say something, his gaze fell on Song Wen.
He had noticed Song Wen earlier but hadn't paid him much attention, assuming he was just another passing customer.
Seeing Song Wen still standing at the door, lingering, Jiang Yushan frowned and asked coldly, "Who are you? Why are you here?"
Song Wen clasped his hands in a respectful bow, his body bent forward, his face plastered with a humble expression.
"This humble one... Yang Yu, has long heard of Second Young Master Jiang's reputation as a refined and talented scholar, a man of both wisdom and courage, a true hero of our time! Upon learning that Second Young Master had come to the Elegant Music Pavilion, I couldn't resist the urge to witness your brilliance firsthand, so I came to pay my respects."
Jiang Yushan raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his voice.
"So you're the Yang Yu Dong Xue has been talking about lately?"
"That's right, Second Young Master," Song Wen replied.
Jiang Yushan said, "You have good taste. Your assessment aligns closely with my own."
"Second Young Master flatters me. How could I compare myself to you?" Song Wen said.
Jiang Yushan gestured lightly, signaling Song Wen to approach.
A look of delight spread across Song Wen's face as he bowed low and hurried forward.
"What orders do you have, Second Young Master?"
Jiang Yushan said, "I see you appreciate beauty. Tell me, what are the unique qualities of Xia Qing, Qiu Yue, and Dong Xue?"
"Since Second Young Master asks, I'll venture an opinion," Song Wen said. "Miss Xia Qing is as gentle and flowing as water, while Miss Qiu Yue is as bright and vibrant as fire. As for Miss Dong Xue..."
Here, Song Wen glanced at Dong Xue's ample chest.
"Miss Dong Xue has a grand ambition! That alone surpasses ten thousand women in this world."
"Well said!" Jiang Yushan's face lit up with delight, as if he had found a kindred spirit.
His tone shifted again. "While plump and slender figures are charming, delicate beauty is also essential. Miss Dong Xue possesses both."
Song Wen's bow deepened, now half a head shorter than the seated Jiang Yushan.
"Young master's insight is profound. This humble one falls far short."
Watching Song Wen grovel like a lapdog, Aunt Qing, the madam of the brothel, felt a strange sense of unreality.
Was this really the aloof 'Young Master Yang Yu' of old?
Normally, he exuded an aura of arrogance, leading her to believe he was a cold and distant man.
Yet here he was, more obsequious than even she, a seasoned madam of the brothel.
If the Elegant Music Pavilion were in his hands, it might have already become the premier brothel in Shangchu City, Aunt Qing mused inwardly.
"I've never seen you before. Who are you?" Jiang Yushan asked.
Song Wen replied, "I am a rogue cultivator, wandering the Qianchang Wilderness. I only arrived in Shangchu City recently."
"In that case, you must be well-traveled. Have you encountered any interesting 'games' in other places?" As he spoke, Jiang Yushan's gaze swept over the women present.
Song Wen had clearly come to regard Jiang Yushan as a kindred spirit, and now began to discuss the path of decadent pleasures.
The humble aura that had clung to Song Wen suddenly transformed, replaced by confidence. He straightened his back a few inches.
"Young Master, you have seen all the beauties of the world, and I am humbled before you. However, when it comes to novelties, I do have a few things here that might interest you."
Jiang Yushan raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued. "Oh? Let me see them!"
Song Wen reached into his chest and presented a storage pouch to Jiang Yushan.
Jiang Yushan took the pouch, probed it with his Spirit Sense, and looked puzzled.
"What on earth is this?"
Song Wen replied, "Aids to pleasure. If you have Dong Xue and the others wear them, Young Master, you'll experience a whole new kind of delight."
"Really?" Jiang Yushan was skeptical.
"Just try them, Young Master, and you'll understand firsthand," Song Wen urged.
Suddenly, a fluffy, pure white tail appeared in Jiang Yushan's hand.
"I can understand the indecent garments to some extent, but what is this?"
Song Wen winked, "Fox tail."
The next day, Song Wen, in a fourth-floor private room, received a summons from Jiang Yushan.
Arriving at the ninth-floor private room, Song Wen found Jiang Yushan sprawled on a low couch. His face bore a hint of fatigue, yet also a trace of satisfied contentment.
"Yang Yu, the effects of those little trinkets of yours truly exceeded this young master's expectations."
Song Wen chimed in, "As long as the second young master is pleased, that's all that matters."
Jiang Yushan continued, "Especially the fox tail and cat ears—they're truly irresistible. You've traveled far and wide; have you ever seen a real fox girl or cat girl?"
"Are you referring to demon beasts that haven't fully transformed?" Song Wen asked before shaking his head. "The demon race generally dislikes taking human form and rarely transforms. Even when forced to, their forms are usually grotesque and far from human aesthetic standards."
"Is that so? That's rather unfortunate," Jiang Yushan murmured to himself.
Over the next month, Song Wen and Jiang Yushan frequently frequented various brothels in Shangchu City, becoming inseparable companions—a true pair of fox and dog friends.
Of course, Jiang Yushan was the 'fox' and Song Wen the 'dog.'
One day, in a private room at the Elegant Music Pavilion, Song Wen and Jiang Yushan sat facing each other, drinking wine.
Besides them, only Jiang Yushan's two guards, Jiang Shan and Jiang He, were present. No women accompanied them.
After three rounds of wine and five courses of dishes, Jiang Yushan asked, "Yang Yu, have you heard the rumors circulating in the city recently about an ancient cultivator's cave dwelling discovered on Rotting Miasma Ridge?"
Song Wen nodded.
The rumors Jiang Yushan mentioned had been circulating in Shangchu City for some time.
According to the rumors, a cultivator had discovered the ruins of a cave dwelling on Rotting Miasma Ridge that was believed to belong to an ancient cultivator.
Within the ruins, many Restrictions and Formations were still functioning normally.
The few who had accidentally stumbled upon the ruins had only explored a fraction of the site but had gained immense benefits.
The reason this discovery had been revealed was that one of the people who entered the ruins had been killed by Robber Cultivators, who learned about the cave dwelling from his notes. Moreover, the Robber Cultivators had found a century-old Nine Deaths Grass in his Storage Ring.
Hearing this, Song Wen realized that Chi Qi was likely behind the leak, hoping to lure Jiang Lanruo into the trap.
"I've heard a little about it," Song Wen said, a hint of longing in his eyes, but his tone was tinged with regret. "Young Master, to be honest, I'm quite intrigued by this ancient cultivator's cave dwelling. Unfortunately, my cultivation is too weak. Otherwise, I would definitely venture into those ruins to explore them myself."
"Fool!" Jiang Yushan snapped.
(End of the Chapter)
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