Instead, Nan Xun looked at Zu An with her mystical eyes. Her usually cold and arrogant expression now contained a somewhat mysterious intent. She said, “Young master Zu, I like this poem a lot. Can you give it to me?”

Zu An chuckled and asked, “Then what will the lady give me in return?” Agreeing immediately to what a woman asked for wasn’t something a true king of the ladies would do.

The others present cursed inwardly and berated Zu An inwardly for being shameless. Even though they all admired his literary talent, none of them were willing to give up that easily when it involved ‘their’ woman.

Nan Xun blushed and replied, “Then… I wonder what the young master wants?”

As someone who worked in the pleasure quarters, she also excelled in song and dance. As such, her response was brilliant. It sounded like an agreement, and yet she didn’t actually agree to anything, putting her in a comfortable spot to either advance or retreat.

Zu An looked her in the eyes. There was a mischievous expression on his face as he began, “I want you…”

Even Gao Ying and...