Moving the Capital to Chenzhou (XIII)

A few days later at the district headquarters of Xiangyang District.

"General Jiu, taste this aged wine. This is the most treasured wine of the former district magistrate. A jug of it is worth hundreds of taels of silver. I think the wine only suits a heroic, stalwart man like you. I'll pour some for you…" The steward, dressed in brown clothing, smiled obsequiously. He bent over to pour some wine for a burly man with a thick beard.

The man was in his early thirties. He had extremely broad shoulders, and his muscles were like boulders. They clumped together, making him look strong.

His palms were large and rough like a cattail leaf fan, which made the big bowl in his hands seem pocket-sized and delicate.

He leaned against his seat at the upper end of the table, cuddling two naked, slim women in his arms. Their skin was not in great condition. The man touched the two women with his empty hand. Not long after, new red marks formed.