Chapter Ninety-Five: Li Yi's Fury!

Drinking in the Tang Dynasty Watermarks on the Rivers and Mountains 2347 words 2026-04-11 15:34:09

Li Yi gazed at Ugly Aunt with a mischievous smile, looking as if he deserved a beating. “So, can I go in now?”

Ugly Aunt’s face was dark with anger. “I never imagined the illustrious Jade Qilin, Li Wen Yong, would turn out to be such a petty, vulgar man. Hmph! Do you feel a special sense of achievement bullying women, especially someone as ugly as me?”

Li Yi remained unfazed. “Ha, you’re right about that. What are you going to do—bite me?”

“You!” Ugly Aunt wanted nothing more than to slap Li Yi, but she managed to restrain herself.

After a moment of heavy breathing, Ugly Aunt gradually calmed down and forced a smile back onto her face. “Ha! I was rude just now. Please, three esteemed guests, follow me.” If one listened closely, there was a chilling hint of murderous intent in her tone.

She turned to leave, but Li Yi called out from behind, “Hey! Ugly Aunt, you forgot your fan!”

Without turning her head, Ugly Aunt replied, “It’s yours.”

“Really? Don’t regret it! I’m telling you, I won’t pay for it today!”

Hearing Li Yi’s shameless words, Ugly Aunt quickened her pace.

“Brother Yi, is it really alright for you to act like this?” Li Ke couldn’t bear to watch anymore; Li Yi was truly going overboard.

Li Yi ignored Li Ke’s words, wiped the smirk from his face, and replaced it with an amused grin. He muttered to himself, “Ha, should be about right now. This woman is really hard to handle.”

With that, Li Yi strode inside.

Behind him, Li Ke asked Cheng Chu Mo in confusion, “What’s gotten into Brother Yi lately? Why is he acting so strange?”

Cheng Chu Mo pondered for a moment. “I don’t know. Honestly, reciting classics is easier than guessing what goes on in his mind. Why worry? As long as there’s food and drink, I’m content.”

Li Ke smiled helplessly. To think he’d ask such profound questions of this simple-minded fellow—he must be the one with issues. Oh well, let’s hope Brother Yi really has his reasons. Otherwise…

As Ugly Aunt opened the door to the room, Li Yi finally saw its layout. To his surprise, there was yet another door inside. It turned out the entrance to the Xiangxiang Inner Pavilion was hidden in a room, which explained why outsiders never knew about it.

When Ugly Aunt opened the second door, Li Yi could finally see inside. There was no amazement or disappointment; it was just as he had imagined. The entryway led straight to a grand hall spanning two floors, with numerous private VIP rooms divided on the second floor. It was much like the brothels of his previous life, only more lavishly decorated.

Ugly Aunt led the three of them to a private room at the center of the second floor.

“Are you satisfied with this room?”

Li Yi glanced around, then sat in a chair, indifferent. “It’ll do.”

Ugly Aunt’s mouth twitched. “Is there anything else you require, Young Master Yi?”

“Hmm! Not really. Don’t you have some so-called Four Heavenly Beauties? Bring them all here.”

“Young Master Yi, you jest!”

“Ha, I never joke around.”

“Our Four Heavenly Beauties aren’t available to just anyone. Whether you see them depends on your skills, Young Master Yi.”

Li Yi waved impatiently. “Good grief, why is it so troublesome just to visit a brothel? Fine, if you don’t have them, forget it. But you must have some pretty girls, right?”

Ugly Aunt clenched her fists, forcing a smile through gritted teeth. “Of course. How many would Young Master Yi like?”

“How many? As long as they’re pretty, the more the better! Hurry up!”

“Very well, I’ll take care of it.” Ugly Aunt shot Li Yi a meaningful glance and left.

Once she was gone, Li Yi dropped his act and, after a moment’s contemplation, addressed Li Ke and Cheng Chu Mo. “Wei De, Chu Mo, be careful. There’s something very wrong here. I can’t say much more, but just remember—we’re not here for pleasure this time.”

Li Ke finally relaxed upon hearing Li Yi’s words, though he wasn’t sure why. Maybe it was because Li Yi hadn’t disappointed him. “Brother Yi, just tell us what to do.”

“Eat, drink, and watch for my cues. Just stay alert at all times.”

Cheng Chu Mo laughed. “Brother Yi, don’t worry. Eating and drinking is what I do best!”

Li Yi shot him a glance. “You? Chu Mo, don’t say I didn’t warn you. Don’t overindulge. I won’t stop you otherwise, but you must stay clear-headed. I’m not trying to frighten you, but if we mess this up, your father won’t need me to tell him—he’ll skin you alive.”

Cheng Chu Mo was startled by Li Yi’s serious expression and shrank back. “Brother Yi, rest assured—I won’t be reckless!”

“Good.”

Not long after, Ugly Aunt returned, bringing more than a dozen girls with her.

“See if you’re satisfied with these, Young Master Yi.”

Li Yi looked up. The girls were indeed quite attractive—even if not stunning, they were certainly beauties. The allure they exuded was almost explosive, deadly to any man.

“Good enough! You can leave now—I don’t want you ruining my mood!”

“You…! Ha, very well, I’ll go.” Ugly Aunt left, slamming the door behind her.

Li Yi didn’t care if Ugly Aunt wanted to kill him. His attention had shifted to the group of girls.

The girls were clearly shy; none dared move without his permission, especially after witnessing how he had treated Ugly Aunt.

Li Yi spoke to them without coldness, for there was no need—they were simply trying to earn a living and knew nothing. “Ha! No need to be nervous. Is this your first time?”

Among them, a young woman in a purple dress seemed the boldest. She quickly replied, “Yes, it’s our first time.”

“Oh! Are you all here willingly?”

At his question, the girls fell silent, even the bold one in purple. She seemed to want to say something but ultimately held her tongue, clearly afraid.

Li Yi rubbed his temples. From their reaction, he knew most of these girls were forced into this. Damn it, this made him truly angry. In both his past and present lives, nothing disgusted him more than this—destroying a woman’s innocence without cause was the most vile, filthy act imaginable. To a woman, losing her chastity was to lose her soul, to sever her hope for life.