Everyone Has A Plan

In a secret hall that was hiding inside a mountain behind Emperor Xun's palace, Dragon Mother sat in an armchair, lazily leaning against a chair arm. A few beautiful oyster girls with silver shells had been attentively giving her a massage.

In the hall, nine large jade tables were placed in a straight line, covered with delicate dishes and the best wines. Shixin and his brothers each sat by a table, wolfing the food and gulping the wine with bowls. The wine flowed to their chests through their mouth corners, then dripped on the ground. Each of them had a large puddle under their feet, and the secret hall was suffused by a strong scent of alcohol.