Ye Chongshan was about to make his move.
"Ye Young Master, this is Jile Pavilion, a place for seeking pleasure! If blood is drawn, it would spoil the fun!"
With these words, a middle-aged woman walked in.
Hua Wushuang moved to the side and called out, "Master!"
Many people let out a low exclamation.
"It's Elder Ling Xiao from Jile Hall!"
"She's actually here too!"
Ye Chongshan sneered coldly, "Ling Xiao, sometimes bloodshed can indeed add to the excitement! I'm sure you understand that!"
"Hehe, Ye Young Master, what grudges you have with Miss Xue and this man, I do not care to know, but you cannot fight here, at least not now."
Ye Chongshan raised an eyebrow, about to speak.
Suddenly, a strange fragrance wafted into the room, lingering at everyone's nostrils.
"What's that smell?"
"It's so fragrant!"
Many people couldn't help but show an intoxicated look.
At that moment,
Elder Ling Xiao made way, standing quietly to one side.
