The Cool and Aloof Senior Sister Always Flirts with Me

Chapter 5: Drunken Spring Tower (2)

At night, the Drunken Spring Tower was ablaze with lights.

In the first-floor hall, lightly dressed girls smiled charmingly, sitting beside men and accompanying them in drinking.

Today, Rou Yi was particularly happy.

A wealthy young master from the capital had come to Qingye Town in search of the immortal path, and he had taken a liking to her at first glance from his portrait.

Not only did he request her to accompany him for the night yesterday, but he was also looking for her again tonight.

Their line of work was already difficult; after the death of courtesan Li, business had plummeted, and then a few top courtesans mysteriously left one after another. The once lively Drunken Spring Tower had become dismal.

Last night, a very beautiful girl had also come to the Drunken Spring Tower and occupied her Cuiwei Palace.

It was likely she had come to steal her business. If Rou Yi's few customers were attracted to the newcomer, how would she survive?

To avoid affecting the girls' moods for receiving guests, the madam kept things under wraps, only having the servant quietly bury the bodies.

Rou Yi knew nothing of this, but she vaguely felt something was off.

For example, every morning when she got up, she sensed a faint smell of blood...

In the room, Yan Jue lay on the bed, her surface calm like a still well, but her heart raced.

"Miss Wenxiang! Miss Wenxiang!" Someone was knocking at the door.

Yan Jue replied, "Come in."

The door opened, and the madam walked in, closing the door behind her. When she turned to look at Yan Jue, the flattering smile on her face vanished completely.

With a bitter expression, the madam stepped forward and whispered, "Immortal, I'm counting on you tonight!"

Yan Jue nodded seriously. "Don't worry, I will do my utmost."

The madam left with a heavy face.

Yan Jue sat up from the bed and lifted her moon-like white hand to touch the talisman hanging at her waist.

She was still at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, with shallow cultivation. She wasn't even worthy of being called an immortal by the madam and certainly wasn't some savior. If it weren't for the task, she wouldn't be in a place like this.

An arrow is on the string and must be released, but as bait to lure the murderer, she couldn't help but feel nervous.

Yan Jue lay sideways on the bed draped in blue gauze, her clothes half undressed, exposing her snowy skin. Her long legs were well-proportioned, and her pale feet had faint veins visible.

This kind of charm made it hard for anyone to believe she wasn't one of the courtesans.

The iron sword was summoned from her storage bag and lay quietly beside her.

Half an hour passed, and the night grew darker.

A gust of cold wind swept in through the window.

Lying on the bed, Yan Jue waited and waited but couldn't stand it anymore. She got up.

In an instant, a pair of large, black ears appeared atop her head, flapping like a flag.

The original owner, being a fox demon, had many advantages, such as keen hearing and smell, enabling her to hear things others couldn't.