“Stop the carriage.” Su Yi promptly got up, then exited.

The first thing he saw was a beautiful jade tower fully one thousand feet tall. It covered an enormous amount of land, and palace lanterns decorated with images of beautiful women hung from the eaves. 

A sign hung over the jade tower’s gate. The name “Song of the Sandy Creek” was written on it in old-fashioned text.

It was almost nighttime. 

Carriages and palanquins carrying crowds of guests proceeded toward the tower. Everyone was dressed to the nines, and everyone looked impressive; it was obvious at a glance that they were either wealthy or noble.

“Sirs, you wandered all over the city today. So, it turns out you were headed to the Song of the Sandy Creek! If you’d said so earlier, I would have taken you here directly,” said the carriage driver with a laugh and an ambiguous, even lewd smile, one all men understood. 

With Su Yi’s experience and powers of discernment, how could he fail to realize that the Song of the Sandy Creek was a brothel?

However, this realization made him furrow his brow.

Yue Shichan was a woman. What was she doing in a brothel?

The carriage driver’s eyes shone with longing. “Of all the Great Xia’s brothels, the Song of the Sandy Creek is the...