Subdue a Prince
The face before them was that of a mature woman, yet it was painted ghastly white, with dots of red for blush and lips, two straight streaks of black to form the eyebrows. There seemed to be no space for eyes in the white canvas - only two brown blinking dots told them she could see them. Even the quivering lashes were covered in white powder.
If not for this woman being the owner of XueYa's second favourite brothel (the favourite of course being the place where he met his white snake lover) he would have thought he had encountered a hanged ghost.
She was a human - thank god. XueYa wasn't interested in dealing with ghosts. He already had his hands full of mermaids, sorcerers, and a lover who wanted his ass for breakfast.
"Madam Mu!" XueYa plastered on a pleasant grin, habitually stepping closer to pull her into a hug.