Chapter 57: New Mission

In the City Lord's Mansion, Ye Batian sat in the seat of honor like a clay statue, blending right in with the surrounding gleaming golden lamps.

Below him, three people were busy with their own affairs.

San Cunding was eating. Both of his hands grabbed food from the dining table in a frenzy. He chewed meat on the bone only a couple of times before swallowing it whole, looking exactly like a reincarnated starving ghost.

Chang Han'Er stood on a stool because he was too short—so short he couldn't even reach the edge of the table. Even so, one of his hands had already unruly reached into the collar of the courtesan beside him. The courtesan's body trembled slightly, but a stiff, seductive smile hung on her face.

Another courtesan, deathly pale, stood beside them holding a wine jug, not daring to step closer or back away.