Afternoon.
Government Office, Main Hall.
Cups clinked and laughter filled the air, accompanied by the fragrant presence of graceful women.
Four beautiful women, dressed in fine silk and sheer fabrics, two of whom poured wine while the other two danced gracefully.
The desk Chen Mo usually used for handling cases was now used as a footrest by a middle-aged man wearing light armor. This man was Bai Shu, the Deputy Commander of the Tiger Swift Army. He had his legs crossed high, peeling peanuts, while a beautiful lady beside him sipped wine and fed him with her red lips.
On either side were a dozen elite soldiers of the Tiger Swift Army. Sun Meng and Zhao Daoxian sat below, warmly entertaining.
