Miss Truth

Ran Yan shifted her gaze away from Liu Qingsong and said to Xiao Song, "I thought you would send him to embroider at the old lady’s place."

Xiao Song curled his lips slightly and before he could speak, Liu Qingsong earnestly said, "Jiulang, look, even the almost seventeen-year-old lady is saying so; send me back, really, I don’t mind!"

Ran Yan was slightly surprised and looked at Xiao Song. It was said that Liu Qingsong was most afraid of this! Who knows what torture he had endured to say such a thing.

Xiao Song bent down and whispered in Ran Yan’s ear.

It turned out that Xiao Song had someone watch Liu Qingsong. Every day after he returned from the Government Office, he would have someone administer Red Dust Powder to Liu Qingsong and then purposely sent him over to four or five prostitutes. After three consecutive days, Liu Qingsong would feel nauseous at the sight of a woman and had sworn an oath that if he ever trafficked Red Dust Powder again, it would render him impotent for life.

"Let’s go." Xiao Song took Ran Yan towards a small pavilion where the corpses were kept.

Liu Qingsong followed like a wraith.

In the pavilion, seeing the two headed towards a skull and ignoring him, Liu Qingsong could not help but step forward quickly and stood in front of the skull with a steadfast expression, "I am not going to the brothel today! I will keep my purity for our family’s Ran Yun!"

Xiao Song pulled him away and said, "Don’t you think it’s a little late to be saying that now? Who was it that said he was recalling fond memories on the first day? Who boasted that his own medicine was indeed outstanding?"