Feng Liu revealed a lecherous smile and suggested, "Young Master has played with countless women of all kinds, but have you ever had a girl dressed as a ghost?"
Master Yuan felt a tickle in his heart—this was truly something he had never tried before!
So, the next night, Master Yuan brought two lackeys and sneaked over to the old tailor's house.
It was a dark and windy night, and the old tailor's place was in a remote, deep alley.
Master Yuan felt a drumbeat of unease in his heart, wondering if he wouldn't be playing with a girl dressed as a ghost, but instead end up truly encountering a ghost.
If that happened, wouldn't his young life end here?
Master Yuan stepped on Liu Cai's shoulder, climbing up the wall, feeling the chilling wind; the place was entirely an abandoned courtyard, nothing like a widow's residence.
As he looked at the overgrown weeds in the yard, Master Yuan cursed silently and ordered Liu Cai to let him down.
