Published: August 16, 2025
Chapter 121: Xiaoxiang Courtesan House
Shen Zhongshan was in a pretty good mood right now because he was sitting in a private room at the Xiaoxiang Courtesan House, holding a stunningly beautiful woman in his arms, his large hands roughly groping her delicate body without stop.
Perhaps because Shen Zhongshan was a bit too impatient, the alluring woman let out a series of soft, tinkling giggles.
"Golden Miss, I think you should just yield to our gang leader! Our gang leader has never been so infatuated with a woman before. He even left the gang's affairs unfinished and hurried here in such a rush," said the speaker, a fat black guy dressed in a loose gray shirt. His waist was as thick as a water bucket, easily twice that of a normal person. After speaking, he started to pant a little.
"Exactly, Golden Zhi! Our gang leader has come here to see you every afternoon for five days straight, spending a lot of silver! But you, you only let him hug and hold you a little, not even letting him stay the night once. That’s just unreasonable!" This time, the speaker was a middle-aged scholar with a black mole on his face, his eyes revealing a cunning and ruthless look.
Inside this room, besides Shen Zhongshan, there were three others — the three main protectors of the Siping Gang.
The fat black guy was "Mad Fist" Qian Jin. Despite his extreme obesity, he was highly skilled in the “Mad Eighteen Strikes” technique and had killed many well-known experts.
The scholar was "Poison Scholar" Fan Ju. Although he practiced a sharp “Snow Wind Sword Technique,” his reputation came mainly from his ruthless and poisonous heart.
And the silent man in black standing quietly to the side was the protector with the highest martial arts skill among the three — "Throwing Knives" Shen San. His ultimate skill of launching eighteen throwing knives in quick succession had helped Shen Zhongshan eliminate many enemies seeking revenge. Moreover, Shen San was a distant relative of Shen Zhongshan, making him highly valued in the gang.
Like Shen Zhongshan, these three men each had a beautiful woman sitting with them. But none of these women were as stunning, voluptuous, and charming as the one in Shen Zhongshan’s arms.
At this moment, the giggling Little Golden Zhi, hearing “Mad Fist” and “Poison Scholar” Fan Ju’s remarks, instantly had misty eyes, as if about to shed tears at any moment.
“Master Fan and Master Qian, what you say is truly unfair to Golden Zhi. The moment she saw Master Shen, she knew he was a heroic and honorable man. To live and die together with Master Shen is what Golden Zhi has always wanted!”
“But you two must also know that my body belongs to this Xiaoxiang Courtesan House. Without permission from Housekeeper Wang, if Golden Zhi were to secretly keep someone overnight, she would be beaten to death. Why doesn’t Master Shen ask Housekeeper Wang? If she agrees to let Golden Zhi serve guests overnight, then I'll make sure to serve Master Shen well tonight,” the top courtesan of Xiaoxiang Courtesan House spoke softly and earnestly, appearing deeply infatuated with Shen Zhongshan.
This seemingly sincere and yet ambiguous statement left Qian Jin and Fan Ju looking at each other, momentarily speechless.
Of course, they had asked about the overnight fee before, but Housekeeper Wang had made a lion’s demand, using the fact that Golden Zhi had never kept anyone overnight as an excuse to ask for a price that even a gang leader like Shen Zhongshan found heart-stopping. So the negotiation had never been settled.
And trying to force the issue was out of the question! The Xiaoxiang Courtesan House was an asset of the Tianba Sect, one of the three major gangs in Jiayuan City. Causing trouble here would be courting death!
Frustrated by being met with such a firm no from the top courtesan, the two men could only vent their anger by roughly groping the courtesans in their arms a few times before reluctantly stopping.
“Heh heh! Thanks, brothers, for worrying about me! But never mind, I made a big deal in the past few days, so this little money is nothing. But, beauty, don’t go back on your word! When the time comes, serve your master well!” Shen Zhongshan, holding Little Golden Zhi closely, suddenly bit her fragrant cheek hard, then said with a self-satisfied grin.