A breeze blew into the luxury pavilion along with the water vapor from the river in the distance, waking Liu Bang with a chill. Leaning against a heap of silk, he patted the buttocks of a female immortal lying beside him, then rolled over to enjoy her delicate flesh. But suddenly, a thought came to his mind, and it drove him to his feet.
He gritted his teeth and threw open the half-shut window. In front of him, five dark watchtowers stood up like a sore thumb under the moonlight.
"Do I really have to suffer this?" He stared blankly at the lofty towers and felt an urge to order Han Xin to barge into the mansion opposite of his palace now, then kill Wu Qi and everyone else in there. Liu Bang's residence, the Cloud Dragon Pavilion, was the tallest building in Changle Palace, but it was only a thousand feet tall. And yet, Wu Qi's watchtowers were three miles tall, much taller than his residence.
Liu Bang had to look up very hard to see the top of the towers.
