The Might of a Martial King

"Dad, do you mean..." said Lan Guang, aghast.

The father breathed out a long sigh and said, "Tomorrow is Lady Xiang's birthday. Get someone to prepare and send a generous gift into the palace."

Lan Guang seemed to have understood. Lady Xiang was Qin Yue's birth mother.

A trace of a smile suddenly appeared on Lan Hong's face as he muttered to himself, "It looks like the Li Family is going to suppress us for the many years to come. But, haven't they suffered enough by being cast aside after their services were no longer needed?"

Two men were drinking in a floating restaurant anchored on Qinhuai River, with a dozen beautifully dressed girls sitting around them and acting coyly to pleasure them.