The weeds had been removed from the courtyard. Although the house was dilapidated, at least it was clean. Under the moonlight were two uninvited guests, a young man and woman who could be described as the perfect couple.

The young man was tall and burly, with a straight nose and features as resolute as a sword. He wore blue brocade robes. Even among the Ancient Qilin clan, it was obvious he was one of the noble children. The young woman snuggled close to him. She wore a tight green dress that fully displayed her graceful figure. Tall and slender, her every curve was moving. She was beautiful and born with charm in her bones, though enveloped with a chill. In short, she was an icy beauty on the outside, but flirtatious and frivolous on the inside. Her amorous gaze confirmed Tianming’s conjecture.

"Big Brother Qin Feng, there’s no mistake. I heard the sinner’s son is in this dilapidated place," said the girl. 

"Why is there no one?" asked Qin Feng.

"Check the rooms."

The woman's name was Li Mulin, and she was rather famous in the Ink Qilin clan. Her name spread far and wide. They kicked open the door and found an old man sleeping in the back room. Qin...