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At this moment, the sunset gradually sank, reflecting the man's face with a rosy hue, like an old general on stage.
"Hey, that's right," another member of the Red Flower Society smirked.
"No wonder she's the 'young lady' from an official's family. She must eat well, have energy, and looks pretty, with delicate skin."
The others also gave knowing smiles.
The man leading the group raised his wine bowl, glanced at his followers, and warned:
"Keep your hands clean; without orders from above, no one can touch her. God knows what trouble it might bring."
The group reluctantly replied:
"Understood. But what are we doing capturing an official's maiden? Besides, she's seen our faces. If we let her go..."
"Stop overthinking. Just follow Lord Meng's orders."
The "Lord Meng" they mentioned was the sect leader of the largest gang in the Capital.
Among the commoners, he had the nickname "Prince of the Night."