The Big Boss's confidence and intention to deal with the Dog Butcher were commendable, but as she stepped into the Qingyun Tower, the cloying scent of cheap perfume from the heavily made-up women flocking around her nearly made her kick them all away. She found it bizarre how the men clung to these women; what was so appealing about them?

The dashing Third Boss noticed the Big Boss's expression and murmured softly, "Big Boss, never mind them. These women here are just trying to make a living. We shouldn't discriminate against their profession."

The Big Boss shook her head, signaling them to quickly find a place to hide. She wore a large bamboo hat and a long cloak, concealing her appearance and figure, so she wasn't afraid of being recognized, but this strange attire was attracting too much attention.

The madam was ecstatic about the flood of customers that evening, almost unable to speak, but suddenly, all the pimps and stable boys called in sick. Fortunately, some migrant workers looking for temporary work showed up. Although the situation was odd, the sheer number of customers kept her too busy to dwell on it.

The Big Boss followed the two male bosses toward the stairs. The madam suddenly rushed forward. She looked to be in her thirties, age lines etched onto her face, but she clearly refused to accept it, plastering her face with powder. "Sirs, are you heading upstairs? Oh dear, all the private rooms upstairs are full. We still have space in the main hall downstairs; perhaps you could make do there for now?"

Smack. A small pouch of iron coins was tossed over. The Second Boss, the dashing one, said nonchalantly, "We don't need the hall. We need a private room upstairs for the whole night. We'll pay generously, enough for you to enjoy yourselves tonight."

The madam quickly pinched the coins in the pouch, joy making the powder flake right off her face. "Right away, right away! Follow me, sirs. I promise not to ask another question."

The madam quickly led the trio to a secluded spot upstairs. While the Second and Third Bosses were inspecting the room, she suddenly drew close to the Big Boss, her body going limp as she collapsed into the Big Boss's arms. Caught off guard, the Big Boss could only reach out to hold her and hissed low, "What are you doing! Stand steady."

The madam cackled, "Sir, you have no romance at all. You don't know how to cherish a lady. You act like a girl! Such a slender waist, and you smell wonderfully fragrant. Heh, your chest is so soft. Sir, let this servant serve you; I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

The dashing Second Boss's expression changed instantly. He strode forward and forcefully pulled the madam away. Off balance, she tumbled to the floor. She decided to play rough, rolling on the ground and wailing, "Sir, how could you hit this servant? If you want to play, you can play with my body, but I can't pretend to be a dog with a whip for you."

The dashing one roared, "Get lost! Don't come in unless called, or you'll regret it!"

The madam dared not offend these customers when they were angered. Seeing their fierce looks, she suspected they might be high officials out in disguise. The madam struggled up from the ground, brushed off the dust, and walked out of the room, shouting at the door, "Girls, come serve these guests! There are three handsome, robust gentlemen here!"

The dashing one pulled the door open. "Serve us wine and food first. We will call for the girls when we need them. If you interfere needlessly, be careful I burn down your establishment."

The madam stomped downstairs angrily. This night was truly strange; two groups had arrived who only wanted to drink and didn't ask for female company. Why would they come to the Qingyun Tower? They might as well have gone to a tavern.

Seeing the Big Boss continuously wiping off the powder that had clung to her, the dashing one approached. "Big Boss, don't bother with these people. It's not easy for women of the floating world to survive. Once we kill Ding Kui, we'll leave and never set foot in a place like this again."

The Big Boss replied, "It doesn't matter. To complete the mission, I'll endure anyone repulsive. Didn't you say one of our brothers infiltrated the servants? Find him and ask for news. Is Ding Kui confirmed to be here tonight?"

The dashing one said, "The news should be accurate. Ding Kui accepted someone's invitation. They are drinking at someone's manor first, and then they plan to come here to continue their revelry. I'll go down now to find our man."

The Second Boss peered out the window for a moment, then said, "I'll go check the surroundings as well, just in case we've walked into an ambush."

The Big Boss instructed, "Be careful. Report immediately if anything happens. If things look precarious, prioritize safety above all else."

The two nodded. "Big Boss, you stay here and don't move around carelessly. We'll be right back."

Once they were gone, the Big Boss found it increasingly unbearable to keep the hat and cloak wrapped around her. She listened carefully at the door; hearing no sound, she pulled off the concealing garments and tossed them aside. A delicate, beautiful face was revealed under the lamplight. She slightly wrinkled her small nose, as if the powder from the madam still bothered her.

She patted her clothes, trying to flick off the lingering perfume scent, but the unintentional movement caused the two large mounds on her chest to sway up and down. She couldn't help but let out a soft laugh. Though slightly embarrassed, her face also held a hint of pride. She scornfully pursed her lips, recalling the flat chests of those painted courtesans in the hall downstairs.

Tap, tap, tap. Someone knocked on the door. The Big Boss lowered her voice and asked, "Who is it?"

The voice from outside replied, "The one bringing wine and food."

The Second Boss had ordered drinks and food earlier, so this must be the delivery. The Big Boss quickly grabbed her bamboo hat to cover her head and called out, "Come in."

A servant carrying a tray placed several small dishes on the table. He seemed to glance up at the Big Boss inadvertently before quickly looking away. "Sir, the food and drink are served. Please summon me if you require anything else."

The Big Boss waved her hand. "You can leave now. Don't come back up unless called. These girls lack awareness; we don't care for them."

The servant didn't argue and quietly retreated. The Big Boss closed the door, took off her hat, and wiped the sweat from her face. This disguise was too hot. She poured a cup of tea and drank it; the taste was a little odd, perhaps the tea leaves had expired.

News trickled into the room where I was situated. The presence of three strange men in the Qingyun Tower who weren't calling for girls had drawn attention. Earlier, an operative from the Eastern Depot, disguised as a servant delivering food and drink, noticed something unusual about the men in the room; they seemed to be disguised, their builds clearly not belonging to normal men.

Ah Mao reported, "Sir, should we move early? Two mysterious figures are already monitoring the situation inside the Qingyun Tower. One is questioning the servants, looking as if he's searching for someone. The other is circling the Qingyun Tower constantly, likely checking the perimeter situation."

I pondered for a moment. "Have they discovered anything? Have any of our men exposed themselves?"

Ah Mao confirmed, "Not yet. After all, the brothers involved in this operation were handpicked. The scouts trained using your methods are not to be trifled with. Though those two are sharp, they won't find any flaws so quickly."

"Very well. Keep them occupied. We need to find a way into their room to interrogate the remaining person. Where is Ding Kui right now? Don't let his sudden appearance disrupt our plan."

"He hasn't arrived yet. It will be at least half an hour. I wonder if that time will be enough for you, Sir."

"Regardless of whether it's enough time, we go in and see first. We'll adapt to the situation as it unfolds."

Ah Mao suggested, "I'll call for a courtesan to go in under the pretense of offering a toast; he wouldn't dare refuse the door."

"I don't trust the girls here. Call Yun Yao up. With Ling Long and me ready to back her up, she won't be at a disadvantage."

Ah Mao grinned. "Madam Yun paying a personal visit—that's giving him a lot of face, Sir. I'll go down and inform her immediately."

A short while later, Yun Yao, dressed lavishly, knocked on the door with me, looking dusty as her attendant, and Ling Long, the pretty young maid. A tall figure in tight clothing and a bamboo hat appeared. I sniffed the air—there was an unusual fragrance, definitely not the scent belonging to Yun Yao or Ling Long; I knew their natural perfume intimately. Looking at the person whose head, face, and body were all obscured, could it be a woman disguised as a man?

"What do you want?" the person asked, deliberately rasping their voice.

Yun Yao laughed charmingly, "My Lord, this servant has come personally to offer you a toast. Surely you won't refuse this honor?"

Yun Yao, already beautiful and exquisitely dressed, could captivate the soul with just one smile, even a woman's. Indeed, the person paused, then spoke with a strained tone, "You... why would someone as beautiful as you stoop to this life? It's such a waste."

Yun Yao ignored the comment and gracefully stepped into the room, Ling Long and I following closely behind, before she shut the door. Yun Yao sauntered to the table and sat down, with Ling Long and me attending on either side. Yun Yao said, "Sir, please sit. Aren't you hot dressed like that in this weather? Take it off. This servant performs but does not sell herself. Have one small drink with me, and I'll dance for you—I guarantee you'll enjoy it."

The other's voice became even more unnatural. "You, you all leave. I don't need company. I, I have a cold, and the doctor ordered me to dress like this. Please go. I'll pay you for your trouble."

Yun Yao pleaded softly, "Sir, this isn't about money. The madam ordered it, and I dare not disobey. You wouldn't want this servant to be beaten over this, would you? Besides, I only ask you to share a drink and then watch me perform a dance. That way, I can report back to my superiors, and you can enjoy yourself."

Such a lovely creature begging softly could soften stone. The person couldn't think of a reason to refuse; being too obvious would only arouse more suspicion. "Fine, I don't drink, so I'll substitute tea for wine."

Ling Long picked up the wine pot and filled the other's cup to the brim. Yun Yao said, "This wine won't make you drunk, Sir, drink freely. Once you've drunk, I will dance for you."

The person really had no way to decline and took a small sip. Yun Yao didn't press further and rose, gracefully moving her sleeves to begin dancing. Watching my stunning wife dance an ancient dance made my mouth water. Ling Long subtly pinched me before I wiped my mouth and stood properly to attention.

Thud. After dancing for only a few minutes, the person seated at the table slumped over, head hitting the table. Ling Long chuckled, "Wasn't my sister Yun Yao's beauty enough to make you fall?"

Yun Yao stopped dancing and approached me, who was staring slack-jawed. "You've never seen me dance before? Look at your lecherous expression. Next time, I might not need to dance the vulgar dances you like; this should satisfy you."

Fearing they would continue this debate, I reached out to untie the person's clothes. "Enough with the banter. Let's see who this is quickly. If we find no clues, we'll take them back first. I refuse to believe they can keep their mouths shut under torture... wait... why is her chest so large..."

Yun Yao yanked off the person's bamboo hat. Ling Long gasped, "It's a woman!"

Indeed, a cascade of fine hair flew loose as the hat was removed. Men here did not possess such hair quality. No wonder she smelled fragrant; a girl's natural scent is impossible to mask even if you stayed in a latrine for a day.

A man wouldn't pass up an easy opportunity. I reached out and felt the person's chest. "Yun Yao, she's a whole size larger than you. No wonder she needed such baggy clothes. Such a large shape couldn't be hidden even by wrapping ten layers of cloth around it."

Slap. Ling Long lightly hit my hand. "What are you doing, Master? Sister Yun Yao, look how spoiled he is, touching people while they are unconscious!"

Yun Yao laughed. "From now on, we'll leave managing our husband to you. Though, I know you dote on him even more. Come, let's see what this woman who makes me jealous looks like. If she's a great beauty, it would be a shame to send her to the Eastern Depot. Our Master cherishes young ladies the most... What in the—What in the world... He Yuqing!!!"

The three of us stumbled and fell onto the ground. The person slumped over the table was clearly He Yuqing! Seeing her in this setting, in this situation, was shocking enough to make anyone fall over. If I had known I could find her in a brothel, I would have camped out here every day. Truly, one searches high and low for something only to find it where one least expects it.

"Is she... is she one of the Dog Butcher Gang?" Ling Long was the first to ask tentatively.

I gritted my teeth. "Whatever gang she belongs to, no one will hurt He Yuqing. We were the ones who insisted on taking her to Mars; otherwise, she wouldn't have been dragged to Gemini. I take full responsibility for this."

Yun Yao certainly didn't object. I was their husband. Although they were the ones who followed me for fun on Mars, it was the husband's duty to take responsibility when his wives got into trouble.

Touching He Yuqing's chest just now left me with a deep sense of guilt. I draped the cloak over her and put the hat back on, then discussed with the two women, "I've decided to let them go."

Ling Long looked confused. "Why? We finally got such a good opportunity; why not capture them all instead of letting them run wild?"

I explained, "The problem is, we don't know if He Yuqing has lost her memory. If she hasn't, everything is fine. But if she has lost her memory, our mission tonight will put us in direct opposition to her. Trying to get her away then will be extremely difficult."

"That's right," Yun Yao agreed. "We can only help them with the feuds on Gemini as long as it doesn't interfere with our own affairs. When it concerns our own people, we cannot judge based on right and wrong."

Ling Long said, "I'll follow Master's lead. Whatever you two decide is what I'll do."

I ordered, "Immediately notify the personnel outside. Tonight's operation is canceled. No one acts without my command."

Yun Yao pulled out her phone to text Ah Mao. Ling Long asked, "Then what do we do? How do we explain this to Yuqing later? Are we going to tell her we drugged her? I'm afraid she'll be angry."

"We continue with what we were doing. When she wakes up, pretend nothing happened. Then, Yun Yao can subtly probe whether Yuqing's memory has returned. If it hasn't, we let them leave for now. If it has returned, we don't need to worry about other matters."

Ling Long pressed, "What if Ding Kui arrives soon and they try to kill someone?"

"Let them kill. I said it already, everything must prioritize those eight women. Even if the city falls and we all perish, I can't worry about much else."

Yun Yao teased Ling Long, "Our husband is the typical type who risks everything for a beautiful woman."

Ling Long replied, "That's why every girl likes him. Sisters, keep an eye on your husband for affairs."

Yun Yao pursed her lips and smiled, "I'm afraid prevention is harder than cure, hehe."

I stopped the two girls' lighthearted chatter. "She's about to wake up. Get back to your positions quickly so she thinks she just got drunk. Have you notified the people outside?"

Yun Yao confirmed, "Yes, but her two companions will be back soon. Ah Mao said they both possess formidable martial arts. Isn't this too risky? Perhaps we should take Yuqing back first."

I shook my head. "Taking her back is not the best plan. These people are clearly connected to the Dog Butcher Gang. We can use this opportunity to infiltrate their ranks; it might lead to an unexpected victory. Besides, so much time has passed—who knows if Yuqing has found a man she likes? If we forcibly separate them, she might resent us for a lifetime."

Yun Yao conceded, "Alright. After all, she isn't your wife; we can't meddle in her emotional life."

When He Yuqing slowly woke up, Yun Yao was in the middle of a vigorous dance. She smiled at He Yuqing. "My Lord, was my dancing too beautiful? Did it make you pass out?"

He Yuqing felt her body over herself before relaxing. "I told you I wouldn't drink, but you insisted. Now I'm drunk... Your dancing really is excellent. I've never seen such a captivating figure and graceful movements. What, what is your name?"

Yun Yao was delighted; this was a perfect opportunity to reveal her identity and test if He Yuqing had amnesia. She replied, "Answering the Lord's question, this servant is called Yun Yao. I come from the distant Earth. May I ask what the Lord's name is?"

He Yuqing showed no surprise or jump; she merely said calmly, "Your name is beautiful. As for my name, you don't need to ask."

At this point, it was certain that He Yuqing truly had amnesia. This complicated things considerably. If she were like Xu Chen, it would be fine; she'd be safe in the palace, and I wouldn't need to worry about other men snatching her away since Cai Jingjing would be watching over her. But now, He Yuqing remembered nothing. Although she had no obligation to save herself for me, I felt uneasy about letting any man here touch her. Furthermore, her safety was a huge concern. What if she was executed by the court before she could even return to Earth? Then even the divine needle couldn't save her life.

Yun Yao sat next to He Yuqing. "My Lord, you must let me have a form of address for you. Is keeping silent because you have some secret you cannot reveal?"

He Yuqing's body trembled as if struck in a vital spot. She argued weakly, "Secret? What secret could I have? It's just that I was wearing an extra layer of clothing because of a cold. My surname is He. Are you satisfied now?"

What a mess. Did He Yuqing lose her memory or not? How did she know her surname?

Yun Yao said, "Lord He, this servant took an instant liking to you. I wonder if you would allow me to leave with you?"

He Yuqing sneered, "A joke! We just met, and you already have feelings for me? I don't like women so fickle!"

Yun Yao looked on the verge of tears, letting out a small huff toward me before turning to leave. Creak. The door happened to open just then, and a handsome man rushed in, nearly colliding with Yun Yao. Fortunately, Yun Yao reacted quickly and avoided him, but when the handsome man looked up and saw Yun Yao clearly, he froze on the spot.

I was quite pleased with this outcome. Although the young man was handsome, he was still stunned seeing my wife. Don't think I don't know what he’s thinking—probably lusting after my wife! But I wouldn't get angry about it, or I'd explode with rage every day.

"You, why are you all in here?" the handsome man finally realized his lapse and stammered out the question.

No one answered him. Yun Yao huffed and walked out. There was nothing we could do; Ling Long and I had to follow her. Though I desperately wanted to know what they were discussing, we couldn't afford to stay now. Besides, if we stayed, they might not tell the truth.

The door closed firmly. The dashing one calmed the shock in his heart and asked, trying to sound steady, "Big Boss, what was that? Who were they?"

He Yuqing took off the ridiculously comical bamboo hat and undid her cloak. Her figure, by no means inferior to Yun Yao's, was revealed, and her bust was even a cup size larger than Yun Yao's. She puffed out her chest, annoyed. "A fickle woman who I scolded away."

The dashing one couldn't believe it. "Is that possible? How could there be such extraordinary women here? There's something wrong."

He Yuqing shot him an unhappy look. "It's your heart that has a problem. She performs, she doesn't sell herself; stop having dirty ideas."

The dashing one suddenly smirked smugly. At this moment, he was so happy he almost lost his bearings. From the Big Boss's words, he understood she was jealous! This also meant he held a certain position in the Big Boss's heart. Moreover, the Big Boss had once said she would consider him first if she were to marry—wasn't that practically an open declaration of affection for him?

"Heh, Qing'er, you've misunderstood me. I was startled by their presence in the room. You don't know martial arts, after all; what if something happened to you? You should already know my character—would I truly be tempted by those courtesans? Besides you, I wouldn't give any other woman in this world a second glance."

He Yuqing seemed to realize their conversation had drifted off-topic and halted further discussion on the matter. "How are things outside? Why have you been gone so long?"

Xiaosao replied, "For some reason, the two men we planted inside have both been sent out on errands today. It's extremely strange; I hope nothing has gone wrong."

As he spoke, there were two knocks on the door, and the Second-in-Command rushed in. "The men we stationed on the perimeter are all in place. For some reason, the Qingyun Tower is unusually bustling today. I fear we might have walked into an enemy trap."

Hearing the same tone from both men, He Yuqing felt at a loss. "Do both the bosses think we should perhaps cancel tonight's operation?"

"No!" both replied. "We won't get many chances this smooth for the assassination. Tonight's plan proceeds as scheduled. However, the First-in-Command must leave Qingyun Tower first; otherwise, if a fight breaks out, she might get hurt."

He Yuqing said, "I appreciate your kind intentions, but my father's kindness to me is as immense as a mountain. His dying wish was for me to expand the Dog-Slaying Gang, and I cannot betray that hope. Many brothers are already sidelining me, intentionally or otherwise, because I lack martial arts skills and seem inactive as the leader. I cannot retreat today!"

The Second-in-Command suddenly listened intently toward the window, his face tightening. "Liu Kui is here. It's too late to leave now. Third-in-Command, how are your planted operatives prepared?"

Xiaosao grimaced. "What rotten luck. Both of those men were sent out by the madam today to buy things and haven't returned yet. I'm afraid we can't count on their help."

The Second-in-Command asked, "Then what should we do? If all else fails, we attack forcefully, kill that dog thief, publicly denounce Pang Dog Thief amidst the chaos, and then retreat."

Xiaosao objected, "Not advisable. Even if Ding Kui is incompetent, he has several family guards, and his friends are no pushovers. If our initial strike fails, we risk drawing the Imperial Guards and the Eastern Depot agents, and we'll lose our chance."

"Then what?" the Second-in-Command retorted. "Without their coordination, how do we get close enough to attack Ding Kui? I told you to find a woman to plant inside, but you insisted on using men."

"I intended to use a woman as an inside contact here, but first, the gang lacks female members, and second, no one is willing to take on any cover identity here except that of a prostitute. If we use those shameless women, we risk them leaking our secrets."

"I have an idea!" He Yuqing stated firmly. "I will disguise myself and approach Ding Kui, then seize the opportunity to assassinate him!" Recalling the appearance of that woman just now, He Yuqing suddenly had an impulse. She had always concealed her identity dressed as a man, but truthfully, she longed to be adorned in vibrant finery to show men her charm and allure.

The two male leaders were stunned. After failing to dissuade her, they could only rush to make preparations. Soon, a sensationally beautiful, exquisitely alluring woman of the mortal world was born. It seemed intentional, a deliberate challenge to the woman from moments before; He Yuqing's attire was even more seductive and charming, especially her remarkably generous bosom, which made the two men covertly swallow.

"Tell me what I should do next," He Yuqing said to the two bewildered men, very satisfied with their expressions, as it proved her beauty eclipsed that of the previous woman. The psychology of women is strange; sometimes they get jealous inexplicably, and sometimes they flare up over an unknown reason and argue seriously with someone.

Though Xiaosao had witnessed He Yuqing's beauty before, this current appearance—so exceedingly seductive, with her soft chest partially revealed and alluring—was a first. He swallowed hard and said, "We will pretend to offer a song to approach Ding Kui's private room. Then you find a chance to get close to him. Here is a short dagger; once you are near him, plunge it straight into his chest—that will surely end him. Then the Second-in-Command and I will deal with his bodyguards and the others. You swiftly retreat to the corridor and scatter the denouncements of Pang's crimes in the main hall. Our brothers outside will create a commotion, and we will use the chaos to escape."

He Yuqing's expression hardened with resolve. "Good. Watch my performance. From tonight onward, I will no longer allow the brothers to look down on me."

Back in my own room, Yun Yao angrily confronted me. "Husband, Yuqing is infuriating! I won't speak to her anymore. She actually called me a fickle, promiscuous woman! Am I? Am I?"

Without restraint in front of Linglong, I embraced Yun Yao. "Of course not. Even if you were to fly, you would only fly for me. Isn't she just trying to scare you away for fear of exposing their plan? Now that their goal is in sight, what if you make yourself sick by being angry?"

Yun Yao relented with my comforting words. "Fine, I forgive her. After all, she doesn't know who I am right now. But when she recovers her memory, I will certainly settle this score with her."

A knock came at the door, and Ah Mao entered. "Sir, why was the operation canceled? It is confirmed that those three are indeed assassins from the Dog-Slaying Gang, and they have men positioned outside. Ding Kui has arrived, and they are about to make their move. This is a golden opportunity!"

I replied, "Ah Mao, things have changed slightly; there is a woman among those three."

Ah Mao paused. "No wonder she was foolishly wearing a large bamboo hat to draw attention—it was a cover. But what difference does that make?"

"Originally, it wouldn't have made a difference, except that she is He Yujing."

Ah Mao was momentarily disbelieving. He naturally knew He Yuqing was the person I was searching for. "This is too coincidental! How could Madam He be part of the Dog-Slaying Gang?"

Yun Yao and Linglong spoke up simultaneously to explain, "Second Commander, don't misunderstand; she is not any Madam He."

Ah Mao gave an awkward laugh. "Apologies, apologies, I assumed she was another one of the Master's wives."

I said, "Regardless of whether she is my wife or not, she is still a good friend, and she ended up here because of us. I have the responsibility and obligation to find her."

Ah Mao asked, "Then what does the Master suggest we do?"

"There's nothing to be done. She has amnesia now, and it's clear she hasn't recovered. If I arrest them right now, she will likely hate me to death. Tonight, we must let them go and seek another opportunity to approach her later."

Ah Mao pondered, "If we cancel the operation, they will certainly still try to assassinate Ding Kui. Should we notify Ding Kui to take evasive action? If he dies, you might face reprimands in court again."

"No need. Those ministers will merely talk; no one can really touch me. Find a way to arrange for me to enter Ding Kui's room. Perhaps by creating confusion, I can get close to the Dog-Slaying Gang. Now that the gang leaders have revealed themselves, it will be impossible to operate entirely in secret from now on. In any case, I will find a way to deal with them."

Ah Mao considered briefly. "That's easy to arrange. I'll go find an Eastern Depot Centurion. That scoundrel Ding Kui tries his best to curry favor with the Eastern Depot. You can pose as the Centurion's personal guard to sneak in. However, this method is quite dangerous; I advise the Master against it."

"I am naturally aware of the danger, but I am someone who enjoys taking risks. Linglong, you will accompany me. With her there, I believe nothing will go wrong."

Linglong said, "Master, I have clashed with their people before. If a fight breaks out, I might be recognized. It’s too risky."

I countered, "Didn't your mother just teach you some martial arts? Use those. Besides, it was dark that night; they shouldn't have seen your face clearly."

"That's true, Master is the clever one," Linglong conceded.

Yun Yao insisted, "I'm going too. I won't feel at ease if it's just the two of you."

"How can you go? Not only did He Yuqing see what you look like, but your figure cannot be concealed. I've never heard of a female personal guard."

Yun Yao argued back, "But she saw what you two look like earlier, too. Aren't you afraid of being recognized?"

Ah Mao reassured me, "The Master need not worry about that. I just recruited a master of disguise. After his makeup, unless they use his special solution to wash it off, not a trace will show."

"Then hurry up and find someone to disguise us. If we delay further, they might start their operation."

Ah Mao knew my temperament well; once I made a decision, it was impossible to revoke, and every past incident proved I could always turn danger into safety and achieve unexpected results because I am a lucky star and a general blessed by fortune.

We first went to a civilian residence outside Qingyun Tower to apply our disguises. Then, we rendezvoused with the Eastern Depot Centurion Ah Mao had found. This Centurion was surnamed Niu, and he had a somewhat irritable temper, but thankfully, he executed orders perfectly and was skilled enough to serve as my bodyguard. Ah Mao did not disclose my and Linglong's identities to him, only instructing him to enter and engage Ding Kui for a while, then designate me and Linglong as his personal guards, waiting for my signal to act.

To avoid startling the Dog-Slaying Gang members, Centurion Niu changed into common clothes. However, due to his jurisdictional area, he knew Ding Kui, so without a word, he took me and Linglong upstairs, pushed aside the two guards at the door, and entered the room.

"Brother Ding, I heard you were enjoying yourself here. Your little brother has come for a drink and some merriment," Centurion Niu said with a forced laugh to an older man in the center.

This old man wasn't actually old; he was just gaunt, making him appear aged. Intelligence suggested he was only in his early forties. It was likely due to long indulgence in wine, women, and excess. One could tell by the two women he held in his arms; his two skinny hands were reaching into their bosoms. Most of the other men nearby were similar, mirroring the scene at the banquet in Zhu Shou's mansion.

Ding Kui looked up. "Oh, isn't this Centurion Niu from the Eastern Depot? A guest we can never invite normally. Hurry, hurry, take the seat of honor. Come, ladies, attend to our honored guest."

The surrounding guests were all people of the same ilk as Ding Kui—some were officials, some merchants, and some petty thugs. None of them were unafraid of the Eastern Depot. Upon hearing an Eastern Depot Centurion had arrived, every single person stood up to greet him. When the outer guards tried to barge in looking for trouble, they saw the big shots inside treating the intruder with extreme courtesy and quickly retreated to their posts at the entrance.

Centurion Niu was not polite. He took the seat of honor in the center, pushing away a woman who had settled on his lap. "A cup of wine is fine, but I'm not here to get my hands on women. I'd be in deep trouble if my shrewish wife found out when I get home."

Everyone burst into laughter. "Centurion Niu, you're still ruled by your wife! You're so dashing outside but have to kneel by the bedside at home!"

Centurion Niu replied, "Alas, what dashing? I'm just a petty Centurion with no real authority. Unlike you all, you have food, drink, and women to enjoy; we are constantly busy."

Ding Kui said, "Lord Niu is too modest. Who doesn't know the Eastern Depot is currently on the rise? Even our Lord Wan has to flatter your Head Commander. We are extremely honored that you would grace us with a cup of watered-down wine."

While they exchanged their platitudes, I carefully surveyed the situation in the room. What was originally a large, empty space had been partitioned into two sections. The outer area served as a hall for guests to drink and revel, while the inner section contained a large bed, capable of accommodating several people indulging in pleasure together. Both street-facing windows were wide open due to the heat. I quietly leaned out and looked down; under the lantern light, the crowd surged, and because Eastern Depot personnel and Dog-Slaying Gang members were mixed in, the area was much livelier than usual.

Fortunately, this was already a bustling area, and with the New Year approaching tomorrow, the larger crowd hadn't raised suspicion. Although I had ordered the cancellation of tonight's operation, the Eastern Depot personnel had not withdrawn. I knew Ah Mao did this for my safety, and if the Dog-Slaying Gang made a move later, I wouldn't know whose side to take.

With a creak, the door opened, and everyone felt as if the sun had risen, brightening the room. A woman in a crimson dress entered slowly. Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders. The neckline of her red dress revealed a portion of her snowy, soft chest, and the side slit of the skirt opened wide, like a qipao, exposing her slender thigh all the way to the root.

Every man present felt their noses might bleed, though they only bled internally. Outwardly, at most, a few tents might have been pitched. He Yuqing's attire was clearly intended to invite transgression. Fortunately, this was a brothel; otherwise, she would surely have drawn a chorus of female condemnation, accusing her of impropriety—such exposure might as well be stripping naked. Of course, for me, someone from Earth, this was hardly excessive; summer streets often featured more revealing clothing.

However, one thing felt excessive to me: I didn't want He Yuqing to be seen by other men like this. If only she could be admired by me alone. After all, in the long time I’d known her, she had never been this overtly sensual; she always maintained the image of a conventional, well-behaved girl. Was she being forced by the Dog-Slaying Gang? Should I play the hero?

When the unexpected entrance occurred, Ding Kui and the others were ready to curse, but upon seeing such a dazzling beauty, their words died in their throats. Ding Kui turned to ask others, "Do any of you know her? Please introduce me."

Someone replied, "Master Ding, why are you being so cautious today? Just go for it. How could we know such a celestial being? She looks like an actress. Why don't you just buy her? We can come to your mansion to admire her when we miss her."

He Yuqing curtsied slightly. "Gentlemen, may this humble girl offer a song to liven things up?"

Ding Kui rose. "Welcome, welcome! May I ask the young lady's name? I am Ding Kui, working under Minister Wan of the Ministry of Revenue. Minister Wan trusts me immensely. Meeting your beauty today, I fear I shall never forget it as long as I live."

Unexpectedly, Ding Kui was quite adept at flirting. He Yuqing smiled faintly. "My name is Qing'er. Gentlemen may call me that. I have two musicians outside the door. Can the esteemed master allow them in? Singing requires accompaniment."

It seemed He Yuqing used her beauty to open the door, but the two men were blocked outside because they were male. Although the assassination mission primarily centered on He Yuqing, the two men were crucial for support. They were meant to hold off the men inside who would rush in after Ding Kui was struck, ensuring He Yuqing's safe retreat to distribute the leaflets.

Ding Kui readily agreed to He Yuqing's request. "Certainly, let them in. Play us a tune. Miss Qing'er's beauty is astonishing. I hope tonight I can enjoy your tender company; the cost does not matter to me, Ding Kui."

He Yuqing smiled sweetly. "Master, why be so hasty? Wouldn't it be better after we've eaten and drunk our fill?"

Ding Kui saw no reason to disagree. He was the most prominent figure in the room tonight, and this woman clearly showed interest in him. Such a romantic encounter was beyond his expectations.

He had never heard of such a remarkable woman coming to the Qingyun Tower. Perhaps she was touring here? Then his luck was truly exceptional. Although Centurion Liu was above him here, he had just stated he disliked female company, so there was no need to be overly polite with him.

The two musicians were finally permitted inside, each carrying their instruments. They wasted no time and, without even presenting a gift, began playing the moment they were set. Then, He Yuqing's voice shifted, sounding like a nightingale's song ringing out in the room.

I truly never knew He Yuqing could sing before. While perhaps not reaching Liu Xue's level, combined with her seductive attire, her voice shocked the room into absolute silence; every eye was fixed upon her, including mine and Linglong's.

However, our trance broke much faster than the others. Linglong quietly nudged me and subtly wrote in my palm: When she makes her move, whose side do we take?

Fortunately, I recognized those few characters. I replied: Help neither, for now. We intervene only if she is in danger.

Linglong stopped moving. He Yuqing continued singing while walking towards the table. She circled the table once under the gazes of the lust-filled men, then moved progressively closer to Ding Kui. Others might not have noticed, but I sensed the short sword hidden beneath the other side of her skirt. Her hand was slowly reaching toward her thigh—meaning she was about to strike!

"This seductive wench is too much! I can't hold back!" Suddenly, someone roared and lunged toward He Yuqing.

The sudden turn of events startled everyone. Although the seductive He Yuqing had aroused the desire in all the men, most had restrained themselves, including Ding Kui, who was fighting his own urges. But this fellow, young and spurred by alcohol, was overwhelmed by lust and couldn't wait when He Yuqing approached him, intending to take her by force publicly.

He Yuqing was momentarily stunned and instinctively dodged to the side. The man missed, shouted, and turned to chase her. The two musicians accompanying her looked ready to move. He Yuqing glanced at Ding Kui, who was now only three steps away, and shook her head at them, signaling them to hold back. He Yuqing believed that with so many people present, the man wouldn't dare to do anything drastic to her.

The man lunged again. He Yuqing cried out pitifully, "Sir, have some self-respect! This humble woman sells her art, not her body! If you act this way, how will Master Ding save face?"

She was learning to use Yun Yao's earlier words against the man, but this lecher was different; he didn't care what she sold or didn't sell. With a desperate lunge, he turned back again. Not only did the others refrain from stopping him, but they were yelling encouragement. This was far beyond He Yuqing's expectations; it seemed her social experience was severely lacking.

With a tearing sound, half the collar of her crimson dress was ripped away, exposing a piece of her red dudou vest. If He Yuqing had accidentally moved slightly, a large part of her breast could have been visible under her armpit. Even at this point, He Yuqing still forbade the two men from rushing forward to help, because any fight would mean the assassination failed, rendering all previous efforts, including the sacrifice of her allure, completely in vain.

He Yuqing thought about striking immediately, but at her current distance from Ding Kui, she had no confidence in a single decisive blow. Moreover, two bodyguards stood behind Ding Kui; they would surely intercept her before she reached him.

Others could stand by and watch, or even cheer, but I couldn't tolerate it. Who was He Yuqing? She was Li Qi's only good friend before me and half the CEO of my Interstellar Archaeology Company. It was largely thanks to her that I got together with Elina. If it hadn't been for her, I probably wouldn't have gone to rescue Elina. Furthermore, I harbored a subtle, nascent affection for her. It was during the second trip to the African jungle when I held her and jokingly remarked that I had touched another 'Golden Flower's' behind.

Now she was being publicly humiliated. Although she might be doing this for a mission, was the mission more important than her integrity? She was truly infuriating me. If she were stripped bare right here, how could I face Li Qi afterward, and how could I face He Yuqing when she regained her memory?

The two musicians were also anxious, but apart from He Yuqing signaling them to remain calm, four bodyguards stood behind them. These astute guards had sensed the two men's intent to rescue her; if they made any move, those four would likely deal with them first. It would be extremely difficult to execute the assassination and save He Yuqing in the first instant.

The one who tore He Yuqing's clothes was quite young, perhaps seventeen or eighteen, though in the Dual City Kingdom, that counted as an adult. He chuckled sinisterly and lunged at her again, "Hahaha, everyone gets a feast for the eyes today! Never thought such a top-tier beauty would deliver herself right to our door. Doesn't she know we belong to the Dang Yi Sect? Who in the outer city doesn't recognize us brothers..." Ah!"

Before the man could reach He Yuqing’s teeth, his vision suddenly blackened as someone intercepted him. A sharp pain bloomed in his belly, like a cold, blade-like object piercing his gut. A cry of agony escaped him.

Thud. The man who had been more frantic than a starving wolf moments ago was now a corpse. A military knife had pierced his body, likely striking his heart directly, killing him instantly. Even in death, the flames of desire still burned in his eyes. The event happened so swiftly that even He Yuqing, whose mind was racing to devise a perfect solution, stood frozen in place.

I retracted the military knife, wiped the blood clean on the corpse’s clothing, and slid it back into my waistband before calmly returning to stand behind Officer Zhu. Silence descended, thick and heavy. Even Officer Zhu was unsure what to do; he didn't know who this special personal guard was, only that Second Chief had repeatedly instructed him to watch my lead and secretly ensure my safety. Now that I had inexplicably killed someone, what was he supposed to do?

Ding Kui stammered, "Officer Niu, Officer Niu, a huge incident has occurred! He is the son of Grand Scholar Wei from the Hanlin Academy. How… how could your personal guard kill him!"

Officer Niu likely didn't know how to answer. While a patron harassing an actress was not uncommon, a murder committed on the spot was a capital offense under the law. I took off my outer garment and tossed it to He Yuqing, then answered in Officer Niu's stead: "What does it matter whose son he is? This man deserved to die, so he died. Anyone here who disagrees can test their luck against my blade next."

He Yuqing glanced at me with gratitude. Regardless of the circumstances, I had saved her. One of her skirt’s shoulder straps had already snapped, leaving her shoulder half-bare, but draping my coat over her would temporarily hide her exposed skin. He Yuqing seemed unwilling to accept defeat so easily, and her feet began to move subtly toward Ding Kui’s position.

My words seemed to anger Ding Kui. He aggressively confronted Officer Niu, "Officer Niu, the man is dead. We must give an accounting to Grand Scholar Wei. Tell me, what should be done about this?"

Officer Niu already had a short temper, and furthermore, he had received instructions from the Second Chief to follow the lead of this personal guard. Now that Ding Kui was forcing his hand, Officer Niu slammed the table in anger, roaring, "Account for what, hell! We of the Eastern Depot kill whom we please. If anyone objects, come try it out! As was just stated, they were rude first; she sells her art, not her body."

If the deceased had been a bodyguard, Ding Kui wouldn't have uttered a word. But Wei Hanlin was well-connected with Wan Licai, which was why his son associated with these sorts. Now, this son was inexplicably killed by a personal guard of an Eastern Depot officer. To avoid punishment from Minister Wan, the involved parties had to be arrested and punished.

With that thought, Ding Kui shouted, "Guards! Arrest Officer Niu’s personal guard and send him to Minister Wan for his venerable judgment!"

A flash of red light appeared before them, followed by a thwack. Ding Kui cried out in pain, "You… how dare you kill me!"

It turned out that amidst the chaos, He Yuqing had slipped close to Ding Kui. She swept her red skirt aside and pulled a short blade from the upper thigh, plunging it into Ding Kui’s heart. Ding Kui only managed a single cry before spraying blood foam, collapsing to the ground, convulsing until his legs finally ceased movement.

He Yuqing's every move was clearly seen by the two flanking aides. Upon seeing her succeed, they immediately drew knives from their bosoms and attacked the four bodyguards behind them. With this sudden turn of events, no one cared about the Grand Scholar’s son anymore. Some scrambled to the windows and screamed about arresting murderers, while others simply dove under the tables. I pulled Linglong aside to safety, and Officer Niu, seeing that the two of us were not joining the fray, stepped aside as well, blocking any household servants who stumbled past to prevent them from accidentally injuring us.

According to the original plan, He Yuqing should now be throwing dozens of documents detailing Pang Hu’s crimes into the street from her waist sash. The original intent was to throw them into the main hall of the Azure Cloud Pavilion, but the fighting at the doorway was too intense for her to pass. Moreover, the impact on the public street would be greater than inside the hall. Thus, He Yuqing swiftly changed her plan. She hugged the wall, moving toward the window, and when no one was watching, she tossed the dozens of flyers out the window.

She drew the second package of incriminating documents from her sash belt, but before she could throw them, someone tackled her to the ground. This fellow was a friend of Ding Kui’s, who had been hiding under a table watching the spectacle. Seeing the beautiful woman causing chaos and throwing trash, he lunged forward to stop her, perhaps hoping to take advantage of the situation and seize her as well.

He Yuqing, caught off guard, rolled on the ground from the tackle and ended up right at my feet. I reached out and pulled her up, but the struggle had caused He Yuqing’s other shoulder strap to break, and her skirt began to slip down like a string of fallen beads.

Suddenly, my speed returned as if I possessed superpowers. I reached out and grabbed the front of He Yuqing's dress, arresting its descent just before her chest was exposed. Although she wore a dudou (undergarment) beneath the skirt, this particular dress was designed in such a way that the dudou could no longer completely cover her **. Although my hand inadvertently brushed against her ** in the process, it was ultimately through the skirt and the dudou. She arguably suffered no loss.

In the midst of the rush, He Yuqing managed to murmur a "Thank you." It seemed that in her panic, she paid no mind to the accidental groping. I said, "You are too reckless; this is practically a death wish. Tie your own strap, and I will take you out of here."

He Yuqing put on the clothes I had draped over her shoulder and cinched her skirt at the waist, ensuring her lower half was covered. Wearing my outer coat concealed her exposed upper body. I took Linglong’s hand in one and He Yuqing’s in the other. Officer Niu, being sharp-witted, led the way as we moved slowly toward the door.

Those two musicians were indeed skilled. Despite being surrounded by many attackers, they kept their assailants thoroughly routed. Seeing me escorting He Yuqing out, one of the handsome men called out, "Go through the window! Our people are waiting outside to cover us!"

With that, the man kicked a bodyguard aside, grabbed He Yuqing, and leaped toward the window. Before they reached the sill, the man who had tackled He Yuqing charged at them, swinging a stool. The handsome man didn't even look, simply launching a kick that sent the attacker flying out the window.

A whizzing sound of arrows slicing through the air was heard, followed by the attacker's pained scream, and finally, a squawk—suggesting he had hit the ground. Dozens of arrows pierced the window, entering the room. The handsome man pulled He Yuqing down behind the window frame. The whizzing sound sounded again, another volley aimed directly at the window. Dozens of arrows shot inside, and several of Ding Kui’s subordinates who failed to dodge were struck.

The handsome man looked up outside. Heavens above! He couldn't see the reinforcements he expected, but instead, a large group of heavily armored Imperial Guards was arriving, with more pouring in, torches blazing.

He said to He Yuqing, "This is bad. The Imperial Guard was prepared for some reason; we've been set up. Our brothers outside are likely in grave danger."

He Yuqing urged, "Don't worry about me! Leave quickly, or it will be too late."

The man insisted, "How can we leave you behind? We must get you out!"

He Yuqing sighed, "Don't be foolish. If you try to take me, both of you won't make it. I hoped we could boost the sect's prestige tonight, but who knew it would turn out like this? It’s all our fault for being too careless."

The man countered, "No, it’s my fault. I didn't do my preparatory work well. I’ve implicated you, Qing'er."

A shout from the street below interrupted their argument: "To the Dog Slayers on the upper floor! You are surrounded! If you know what's good for you, surrender immediately, or by order of the Grand Tutor, you will be killed on sight!"

That voice sounded familiar; it was Zhang Shouren of the Capital Garrison. How did this fellow get advance notice? He wouldn't have appeared so promptly or mentioned the Grand Tutor's orders unless he had prior intel. It seemed Grand Tutor Pang was quite capable; I had underestimated him since he hadn't acted before.

The man fighting at the doorway quickly brought the skirmish to an end. He raised his hand, preparing to attack the three of us. He Yuqing called out, "Stop! Spare him!"

That shout actually saved the man's life. With Linglong's current skills, she could easily end him, and we still had Officer Niu—a guaranteed victory. I could simply provide cover fire while they fought, ensuring the man wouldn't survive. However, I wouldn't let Linglong strike first if he chose not to fight.

The man at the door argued back, "They are Eastern Depot people!"

He Yuqing retorted, "So what if they are Eastern Depot? His personal guard killed someone for me; we cannot be ungrateful."

The man said no more. He kicked an advancing fop, sending the young man sprawling and vomiting blood. Seeing this, the remaining intact young masters nearby were terrified and dared not approach. The man stepped forward to He Yuqing and said, "The window is blocked by the Imperial Guard's arrows. We'll use the back door."

The trio ignored the people inside the room. The leader who had just spoken rushed out the door, only to be met by a sudden volley of arrows from all directions. The man in front couldn't dodge in time and was pierced through the chest, becoming a human pincushion. The two men protected behind him were momentarily safe. It turned out that during the fight, the Imperial Guards had already stormed the Azure Cloud Pavilion and began shooting arrows to stop anyone appearing in the rooms.

Linglong suddenly tugged at the corner of my robe, "Quickly check the text message; it's in Han characters, and I can't read it."

My mobile phone was with her. Although I had integrated the Dual City Kingdom's character database into the phone, this message was from Yun Yao, and she certainly wouldn't write in the local script. I glanced at it: "Grand Tutor Pang already knew about the Dog Slayers' operation tonight. He strengthened security on the surrounding city walls and patrols, which is why the troops mobilized so quickly when the incident occurred here. It's possible Ding Kui was also bait set by Grand Master Pang. We are at a disadvantage tonight; the Eastern Depot’s foundation is too weak. Even with its rapid recent growth, it is still too young compared to Grand Tutor Pang, who has been established in the Dual City for decades."

Linglong cursed, "That damned old coot! What do we do now?"

I replied, "Yun Yao asked about our safety and sought my opinion on whether to send a message to Zhang Shouren to let us leave safely, and whether the Eastern Depot should officially intervene in this matter."

Linglong mused, "If we intervene now, after Pang Hu has already seized the initiative, it will look like we are trying to steal his credit."

"Exactly. For He Yuqing’s sake, the Eastern Depot should avoid conflict with the Dog Slayers if possible. It's best if the Pang faction doesn't know about tonight's actions. I'll instruct Yun Yao to meet us from the rooftop."

Linglong asked, "What about him?"

A man and a woman were leaning over the man riddled with arrows, sobbing. I said, "We can only take He Yuqing. We'll leave that handsome man to figure out his own escape. As for Officer Niu, we should take him too. Since I killed someone directly, if he is captured by Pang Tai Shi's men, it might be difficult to explain."

Yun Yao received the message quickly and broke through the roof under the cover of night. However, she was cautious and descended through a room adjacent to ours, using a laser gun to burn through the floorboards. Officer Niu was escorted out first. Linglong and I then tried to persuade He Yuqing to leave with us.