Stone Cup, Blood Wine, Severed Fingers (3)

He shook his head and said miserably, "Hallmaster Dao, I have only one request..."

"Speak."

"In Jade Capital City, I have three hundred and sixty-two wives. I have wronged them. Please help me dismiss them and provide compensation..." Du Liang closed his eyes, "evenly distributed."

Jin Feng went ballistic at those words.

"For heaven's sake!"

"It's at this juncture, and you're worried about your mistresses in front of Hallmaster Dao?"

"What have you seen? Speak!"

Huang Zhao hurriedly pulled his companion away, offering an apologetic look to Hallmaster Dao.

Dao Qiongcang remained composed.

He hadn't forgotten the rigorous standards by which he selected the white- and red-clothed people.

Among them were individuals who might be lascivious, hot-tempered, or have their own quirks.

Yet, in matters of importance, they did not fall short.