"Don't worry, young master... I will scour Red Flag County if I have to in order to find the person!"
Feeling the scorching heat from the Iron Pestle, Tang Xiaoshuang tightly held onto Lin Fan's neck, whispering in his ear.
"There's no need to go all out; someone will be working with you in the shadows. If anything comes up, contact me immediately."
Tightly hugging Tang Xiaoshuang's thin body, Lin Fan closed his eyes, savoring the fragrance of her hair that wafted up to him.
"Mmm, young master, I'll miss you."
Feeling Lin Fan's fiery embrace, Tang Xiaoshuang had already surrendered completely under his iron pestle.
As Lin Fan withdrew from her body, she weakly collapsed onto the tea table, her eyes glassy as she watched him descending the stairs and leaving the second floor of the tea house.
Before long, footsteps echoed. As Tang Dashuang arrived upstairs, she saw Tang Xiaoshuang lying naked on the table, and white magma steadily flowing from between her legs.
