Banxi Pavilion, the fifth Prince's private room.
Nie Shaoqing frowned slightly as he felt a soft warm palm on his arm, he tore his eyes away from the woman's entailing sword and looked down at the petite brothel girl kneeling beside him.
The girl fluttered her eyes at him and gave him a wide smile, the girl must have thought that it would harm him but her smile failed to achieve the desired effect.
He felt irritated by her action but held off taking any further steps to dismiss the girl. Nie Shaoqing gave the fifth prince and all the other guests seated around him a glance.
When he ensured that they were not paying him any attention, he shrugged her hand off his and glared down at her. "Scram," he muttered in a very low cold tone that made the girl shiver in fear.
There was no need to repeat himself, the girl quickly pulled back and looked ahead. Nie Shaoqing met the sword dancer's eyes as he looked up.
