The luggage arrived quicker than Anji thought it would, and the porters looked even scrawnier than the manager. However, they worked efficiently and seemed very strong. Anji barely had time to thank them before they disappeared. It was baffling, but she did not have time to question it because a lady who blended right into the background of the Red Palace appeared.
"My sweet child!" a lilting voice called out.
Before Anji could react, she was enveloped in crimson silk and a warm bosom. As Anji was taller than she was previously, the height of the hug almost suffocated her. Hong Nian Niang was nothing but well-endowed despite her age. She was truly the depiction of ageless beauty, and while Anji was thrilled by the warm welcome, she had to tap out literally.
"Aunt Hong, you're going to kill my sister!" Yihao pointed out politely, trying to avert his eyes from the scandalously clad lady.
