A simple, elegant, and grand palace was built over the blue-green lake. It was formed out of cut white jade and thoroughly lit with lanterns, a beautiful sight.

This was Cloudwater Stream.

There were nine such secretive locations in the Song of the Sandy Creek. They were reserved for entertaining the brothel’s most distinguished guests.

Currently, the beautiful songstresses and slender, graceful dancers had already dispersed. 

Gu Cangning was seated inside, drinking contentedly. However, whenever he glanced at his companions, his spirits soured slightly.

“Over the past ten years, the first group of survivors of the Prohibition of Ancient Darkness has reawakened. However, the way I see it, only a few will stand out during the Radiant Epoch. Less than ten have such potential, and of them, I admire you the most, Brother Gu.” 

The speaker was the man at the head of the table. He was young, handsome, dressed in crimson robes, and completely bald.

As he spoke, he looked at Gu Cangning. His gaze was unearthly and sharp as a knife, with an intimidating presence.

Gu Cangning shook his head. “Brother Sikong, you exaggerate. I’m far from comparable to you.”

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