Poor Little Rabbit

XueYa rolled the small cup of wine between his fingertips, his gaze following the customers frolicking among the beauties beneath their open balcony. He once was one of these men, so lost in desire and drunkenness, no holding back oneself. 

But now, he no longer was the single Captain Mang, conquering men and women left and right in competition with Sheng Hai. 

A married man - XueYa smiled at the thought. He was lucky enough to have the prettiest and the most temperamental lover, too. 

Feng MuLing was right, LiangLin kept him on his toes at all times, but he would be lying if he didn't enjoy it a little.

Madam Mu was busy pouring herself a new cup of wine when XueYa finally turned his gaze away from his crew, who were having some fun after a long trip over the sea.