Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

By the time the carriage came to a stop at the gate of Dingbei Prefecture, it was already dark.

The carriage curtain was lifted, and Gu Meng'er's face, which was so red it looked like it was about to bleed, flashed by.

She didn't even dare to look at Lin Mo. She scrambled out of the carriage, lifted her skirt, and rushed into the mansion without looking back.

That silhouette was filled with panic and embarrassment.

Lin Mo sat in the car, the breathtaking softness and warmth still lingering on his thighs.

This feeling... is awful.

Inside the carriage, another "Sleeping Beauty" also woke up.

Gu Ling'er rubbed her sleepy eyes, yawned without any regard for her image, revealing two sharp little tiger teeth.

"Hmm? We're home?"

She stretched her body, revealing her stunningly curvaceous figure in her tight-fitting outfit.

"Where's my sister?"

She peeked out and saw Gu Meng'er's frantic escape.

"Little sister, wait for me! Why are you running so fast? You can't even walk straight!"

Gu Ling'er shouted something and jumped off the carriage, chasing after it in a flurry.

In the blink of an eye, only Lin Mo was left in the car.

He touched his nose, a playful look on his face.

The feel of the road, the rhythm.

He's practically the best coachman ever.

You have to add chicken drumsticks, no, add two!

He deserves to be the employee of the year!

Just then.

As soon as Lin Mo got out of the car, a figure quietly walked up to the front of the car.

That's a woman.

She was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, tall and slender with a curvaceous figure.

She wore a dark purple, form-fitting long dress; the fabric was of exceptional quality, tightly hugging her mature and voluptuous body and outlining a breathtaking S-curve.

Her long hair was neatly tied up with a simple wooden hairpin, revealing her smooth forehead and slender neck.

Her individual features are not exceptionally beautiful, but when combined, they create a unique charm.

Especially her slightly upturned phoenix eyes, which, with their every glance, exude a blend of heroic spirit and alluring charm.

She was like a ripe purple grape, plump and juicy, exuding an enticing aroma.

Lin Mo's gaze lingered on her for only a moment before he drew his conclusion.

Superb.

However, unlike the nine women in the family, this woman possesses a dangerous aura that blends competence and allure.

"Excuse me, are you Young Master Lin from Dingbei Prefecture?"

The woman spoke, her voice clear and melodious, neither humble nor arrogant.

"I am."

Lin Mo nodded.

"My name is Ziyuan, and I am from the Chifeng Hall in the South City."

The woman bowed slightly, her movements elegant and graceful, just right.

"We have come to pay our respects to Young Master Lin on the orders of our sect leader."

Chifeng Hall?

Feng Niang's people?

Lin Mo's eyes flickered slightly.

The four major powers in Blackwind City are: the Azure Dragon Society in the East, the White Wolf Stronghold in the West, the Black Tiger Gang in the North, and the Crimson Phoenix Hall in the South.

Now that he has just wiped out the Black Tiger Gang, the forces from the South City have come knocking on his door?

"So you're a friend of the Crimson Phoenix Hall. What brings you here?"

Lin Mo asked calmly.

Zi Yuan smiled sweetly, took out an exquisite wooden box, and presented it with both hands.

"Our master heard that you, young master, have taken charge of Dingbei Prefecture, and has prepared a small gift for you. We hope you will accept it."

Lin Mo looked at the box, but did not immediately take it.

Zi Yuan maintained the handing gesture, her smile deepening.

"Young Master wiped out the Black Tiger Gang overnight, eliminating a major scourge for Black Wind City. Our Hall Master is deeply impressed."

"The hall master also said that this was just a small gift to mark our meeting."

"If Young Master Lin doesn't mind, the Hall Master has prepared some tea and would like to invite you to the Crimson Phoenix Hall for a chat. Would you do me the honor?"

Want some tea?

Lin Mo understood.

This isn't just drinking tea; it's clearly a probe.

Li Qing of the East City was observing, Helian Tuo of the West City was investigating, but Feng Niang of the South City was the first to make a move.

interesting.

"You're too kind, Fengniang. However, I'm currently preoccupied with worldly affairs, so I'm afraid I'll have to visit you another day."

Lin Mo refused without leaving a trace of ambiguity.

He's so busy right now that he has no interest in going to a trap.

To his surprise, Zi Yuan seemed completely oblivious to his refusal and continued to smile to herself:

"Our head of the hall also said that she accidentally obtained some information about the 'Lin family'."

"Perhaps... young master would be interested."

The moment the words fell.

The composed smile on Lin Mo's face froze.

When the words "Lin family" entered his ears, his lazy demeanor vanished instantly, replaced by a cold, extremely oppressive sharpness.

Lin Mo understood.

This thing isn't a gift, it's bait.

The name "Lin Family" was a hook he couldn't resist.

Lin Mo reached out and took the sandalwood box.

He didn't even glance at it before casually tossing it into the carriage behind him, then raised his chin at Zi Yuan.

"Lead the way."

"Perfect timing, I'd also like to try Fengniang's tea... what does it taste like?"

Zi Yuan's smile became even more perfect. She bowed gracefully and made a "please" gesture.

"Young Master Lin, please."

……

South City.

If the rest of Blackwind City is a depressing black-and-white silent film, then South City is a vibrant and colorful painting.

The most eye-catching building in the southern part of the city is undoubtedly this three-story wooden building called "Jilefang".

A den of iniquity, a haven of pleasure.

The entire building is decorated with carved beams and painted rafters, with upturned eaves and corners, and is covered with swaying red lanterns and flowing silk.

Even during the day, bursts of traditional Chinese string and wind instruments wafted from inside the building, mingled with the silvery laughter of women, captivating every passing man who craned their necks, their souls almost being drawn away.

When the carriage from Dingbei Prefecture stopped at the entrance of Jilefang, it immediately became the focus of everyone's attention.

"Who is this? Such a grand entrance!"

"Look at that carriage, it's from Dingbei Prefecture! It's that new young master Lin!"

"Is it him? The ruthless guy who wiped out the Black Tiger Gang in one night?"

"Shh! Keep your voice down! Are you out of your mind...?"

Amidst the whispers, Lin Mo stepped off the carriage, his expression calm, but inwardly he was marveling.

Good guy.

Isn't this just an ancient version of a top-tier private club?

The decor, the style, and even those girls greeting guests at the entrance…

This Feng Niang has good taste.

Zi Yuan led the way, and the crowd automatically parted to make way for her.

As soon as you step into the gates of the Paradise House, a warm breeze mixed with the scent of fine incense and women's bodies wafts towards you.

Inside the lobby, women of all shapes and sizes, each with their own unique charm, filled the space.

There were people playing instruments, dancing, and laughing and playing drinking games with the guests—you name it.

When they saw Lin Mo come in, the girls' eyes lit up instantly.

That look in her eyes was fiery, as if she wanted to strip him naked on the spot and execute him right there.

Who is Lin Mo?

His skin is as thick as a corner of a city wall.

Far from being intimidated, he even winked at a girl who was flirting with him.

The girl was taken aback at first, then giggled.

"Young Master Lin, our sect leader is waiting for you on the third floor."

Zi Yuan's voice rang out at just the right moment, interrupting Lin Mo's "sowing seeds everywhere".

Lin Mo coughed lightly, looked away, and muttered to himself.

Are you so stingy that I can't even look at it?

Follow Ziyuan through the noisy hall and up the stairs covered with Persian carpets.

The second floor is a private room, where decadent music can be heard constantly.

The third floor suddenly fell silent.

Zi Yuan led him to an intricately carved wooden door and gently knocked on it.

"Master, Young Master Lin has arrived."

"Please come in."

A languid, slightly hoarse woman's voice came from behind the door.

Just hearing the sound is enough to spark one's imagination.

Zi Yuan pushed open the door, gestured to Lin Mo to invite him in, and then consciously stepped aside without entering.

Lin Mo stepped inside.

The room was ridiculously large.

A complete white bearskin rug was laid on the floor, and stepping on it was completely silent.

In the center of the room was a huge round soft couch, with semi-transparent gauze hanging around it, creating a hazy atmosphere.

In the corner, a huge bathtub carved from white jade was steaming, and a strange fragrance filled the air.

A woman leans against a soft couch.

The owner of Zheng Chi Feng Tang, Feng Niang.

She was still wearing that iconic bright red cheongsam, just in a different style.

The neckline was lower, revealing a dazzling expanse of snow-white skin and a bottomless cleavage.

The slit in the skirt went all the way up to the top of the thigh.

With her languid posture, her pair of plump and rounded long legs were crossed without any concealment, and her skin was so white it seemed to glow.

She held a slender hookah between her fingers, parted her red lips slightly, and exhaled a beautiful smoke ring.

A pair of slightly upturned, alluring eyes pierced through the smoke and stared directly at Lin Mo.

In his eyes, there was undisguised admiration, and... aggression.

Lin Mo's heart skipped a beat.

What the hell!

Leprechaun!