As night fell, the daytime clamor faded, and Nanquan Lane sank into silence.
But one place remained as brightly lit as ever.
Willow Leaf Street, Spring Rain Tower.
Outside Spring Rain Tower, Turtle Slaves and servants, brimming with energy and wide smiles, greeted the guests who arrived from time to time.
A visit to Spring Rain Tower was not cheap; the common folk could not afford it. With few exceptions, most of its patrons were from wealthy families, including no shortage of young masters from exceptionally privileged backgrounds.
"Young Master, please come inside."
Amidst the smiling faces of the stooping Turtle Slaves and servants, Chen Ping'an walked through the main doors of Spring Rain Tower.
He was dressed much differently than usual, a complete transformation.
Dressed in brocade, holding a jade fan, with a Jade Pendant at his waist, he cut a fine figure. Combined with his handsome, youthful face, he looked for all the world like a young noble from a great house.
