Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Profligate

Zhou Chen felt quite foolish, really.

He had actually thought that the Third Young Master, this ghost of lust, would abstain from women for the sake of asceticism.

But this probably was the Third Young Master after all.

With a slight bow, Zhou Chen asked softly,

"Third Young Master, do you need me to accompany you?"

Standing at the top of the stairs, Xu Yuan looked back with a smile and said,

"Mr. Zhou, didn't you want the sisters Ziye and Zihua just now?"

Xu Yuan was always generous to capable people.

He was not short of money.

"...." Zhou Chen's eyelids twitched.

Xu Yuan patted his shoulder, laughing heartily,

"Let's go, I've already notified the madam to wait for us downstairs."

Zhou Chen was silent for a moment, then chuckled, "Then I should thank the Third Young Master in advance."

Having said that, he followed Xu Yuan down the stairs.

...

Descending, a faint scent permeated Zuixian Pavilion.