"What kind of thing are you? Do you think you can lecture me?" Huang Jian rubbed his numbed hand and glared fiercely at his lackey, "They're just a few women. So what if they're from a big family? It's their family's honor to be slept with by the eldest son of the Huang Family!"
There was some truth to Huang Jian's words. In the Tea Province, the Huang Family was a large family standing shoulder to shoulder with the Yu Family. The Huang Family represented the dark, and the Yu Family the light, both holding the Tea Province firmly in their grip. For ordinary big families, having their daughters involved with Huang Jian was a golden opportunity for success.
The lackey remained silent, stubbornly swallowing the instructions given to him by Old Master Huang.
At this moment, a cocky voice sounded behind Huang Jian.
"Young Master Huang, what's this? Getting rough with a dog at the banquet, regression much?"
