It's over!
My reputation is ruined!
Seeing the look in Murong Qingwu's eyes, Chen Chang'an could only feel slightly helpless and shot a glare at Da Huang.
"Why are you glaring at me? It's not like you haven't been there before," Da Huang grumbled.
Been there?
"Heh heh heh."
"Senior Chen is truly a man of refined tastes!"
Murong Qingwu was furious—absolutely livid.
A beauty like her had thrown herself at him, yet he ignored her and instead frequented brothels?
Were those cheap, painted women really that appealing?
Was he blind?
The more Murong Qingwu thought about it, the angrier she became, even sinking into deep self-doubt. Was she really that unattractive?
Chen Chang'an could hear the sarcasm in Murong Qingwu's tone, but he wasn’t embarrassed. After all… after so many years, what awkward situation hadn’t he encountered?
"Anything else?" Chen Chang'an asked with a smile.
"Yes."
"I…"
Murong Qingwu hesitated, glancing at Da Huang and Gu Xian'er as if unsure whether to continue.
"Just say it."
"Alright. My sister has invited you to the City Lord’s residence for a banquet tonight to discuss the matter of the King’s Summit."
"We hope you’ll honor us with your presence."
A banquet?
"Fine." Chen Chang'an nodded.
"I’ll come to escort you when it’s time."
After Murong Qingwu left, Da Huang grinned and said, "I’m coming too."
"Why?" Chen Chang'an frowned.
"I’ve never seen twins before. Gotta broaden my horizons."
"You need to broaden your horizons? You called for ten last time. You’ve grown up fast."
"What about Wu Mingdao? How many did he get?" Chen Chang'an asked curiously.
"Him? He’s still too green. Sat there all stiff and awkward—no fun at all. Xuan Wudao was way more entertaining."
Thinking about Wu Mingdao’s rigid demeanor in the brothel, Da Huang couldn’t help but laugh. If he hadn’t needed a living companion, he wouldn’t have brought Wu Mingdao along.
Chen Chang'an ignored Da Huang. When evening arrived and Murong Qingwu returned, the two of them headed straight for the City Lord’s residence.
Though only a day had passed, the residence no longer seemed as desolate as before.
Murong Qingwu led Chen Chang'an directly to Murong Qingrou’s private chambers.
Chen Chang'an was surprised by the simplicity of Murong Qingrou’s room—it was unexpectedly elegant, free of gaudy or excessive decorations.
The lingering fragrance in the air was similar to the scent of the two sisters.
Seeing Chen Chang'an arrive, Murong Qingrou quickly greeted him.
"Senior, you’ve come."
"I followed your advice and revealed my identity publicly. However, only a few trusted subordinates in the City Lord’s residence know for now."
"Everyone seemed shocked, but you were right—strength is everything."
"In the face of absolute power, even if they’re uncomfortable, they wouldn’t dare act recklessly."
Revealing her identity had lifted a great burden from Murong Qingrou, making her feel much lighter.
"This is much better."
"Your previous secrecy may have inspired fear, but it lacked cohesion."
"Now that your identity is public, some may feel resentment or dissatisfaction."
"But at the same time, you can use ruthless measures to purge any disloyal subordinates."
"Those with divided loyalties must be executed without mercy!"
"Quality over quantity—that’s key."
Hearing Chen Chang'an’s words, Murong Qingrou nodded in agreement. It was true—better to root out problems early than face betrayal at a critical moment.
"Senior, please take a seat."
"Alright."
Chen Chang'an didn’t stand on ceremony and sat directly at the head of the table, with the two sisters seated on either side of him.
They attended to him diligently—one pouring wine, the other serving dishes. Suddenly, Chen Chang'an understood Da Huang’s enjoyment.
This feeling really wasn’t bad.
After several rounds of drinks, Chen Chang'an remained unfazed, while the two sisters’ faces had flushed slightly, their eyes growing hazy.
This puzzled Chen Chang'an. Two Supreme Realm cultivators getting drunk? That was ridiculous.
Something was off.
"You invited me here to discuss the King’s Summit, didn’t you?"
"Shouldn’t we talk business first?"
At his words, Murong Qingrou gave a seductive smile, her intoxicated gaze fixed on him. "On such a lovely night, wouldn’t you rather just look at us?"
"Exactly. The King’s Summit can wait—there’s always time to talk about that later," Murong Qingwu chimed in.
Two identical, alluring women staring at him in such an atmosphere—even Chen Chang'an found it hard to resist.
Truly, no banquet was without ulterior motives.
These two… had wicked intentions!
"You’re both in the Supreme Realm. Ordinary wine shouldn’t affect you."
"Why are you acting so strangely?" Chen Chang'an asked, puzzled.
He had drunk the same wine but felt nothing unusual. However, he couldn’t use himself as a benchmark—his body was unique.
Nothing in this world could unsettle him. Even the deadliest poison was no different from plain water to him.
Murong Qingrou smiled faintly and explained, "The wine is ordinary—there’s nothing unusual about it."
"We knew that with your overwhelming power, no drug could affect you."
"But… we could drug ourselves, couldn’t we?"
Huh?
Chen Chang'an was stunned.
Drugging themselves?
Damn, these two were absolute madwomen!
He’d met ruthless people before, but none this extreme.
Then again, it still didn’t make sense. As Supreme Realm cultivators, their bodies should naturally resist and purge toxins.
"We knew ordinary drugs wouldn’t work, so we forcibly suppressed our bodies’ ability to neutralize the effects."
"That much, we can manage," Murong Qingwu clarified, noticing his confusion.
Chen Chang'an chuckled helplessly. "What did you take? Don’t tell me it’s…"
"Aphrodisiacs!"
Of course!
Chen Chang'an had suspected as much but didn’t dare assume. After all, people usually drugged others—these two had drugged themselves instead.
What absolute legends!
The sisters had carefully considered their actions. Having spent years in Neverreturn City, they’d encountered all sorts of people.
But Chen Chang'an was different—mysterious, formidable, and exuding an aura of reliability.
Having met him, they refused to let this opportunity slip away.
Though Chen Chang'an had agreed to participate in the King’s Summit, what would happen afterward? He would surely leave.
Thus, they had to ensure their relationship with him underwent a qualitative change before then.
"Aren’t you afraid I might just walk away?"
"Or that I might not be the type to take responsibility?"
Chen Chang'an's expression remained calm from beginning to end, which left the two sisters feeling somewhat uneasy.
Yet when he spoke those words, they finally let out a sigh of relief.
So... he wasn’t truly indifferent to women after all!
"We... are willing."
With that, the sisters pressed closer to Chen Chang'an, their soft whispers brushing against his ears.
"Take us."
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