158: I have something important to tell you.

Hong Yu and Bi Yao exchanged glances, a flicker of confusion and unease in their eyes.

Jiang Donghua saw their expressions change, smiled slightly, and said casually,

"Don't worry, I just need you to lead the way."

"Lead the way?"

Bi Yao was startled and asked subconsciously,

"Where does Master Jiang want to go?"

Jiang Donghua's eyes flickered slightly, and he said indifferently,

"To find Ninth Young Master."

"Whoosh!"

Hong Yu and Bi Yao's faces instantly changed!

To find Ninth Young Master?

Didn't that mean Jiang Donghua was going to expose them for eavesdropping?!

"Master Jiang, spare us!"

Hong Yu reacted extremely quickly, grabbing Jiang Donghua's wrist, her soft chest pressing directly against him, her eyes brimming with tears, and her voice so charming it could drip with sweetness.

"We know we were wrong. You are a great man, please forgive us!"

Bi Yao also immediately pressed against him, her slender fingers gently stroking his arm, her red lips slightly parted, her breath like orchids.

"If Master Jiang is willing to be lenient, my sister and I are willing to do anything!"

They knew men's minds too well.

A concubine is not as good as a wife, a mistress is not as good as a secret lover, and a secret lover is not as good as one you can't have.

Although Ninth Young Master doted on them, he only treated them as playthings.

But if they could make a Master Alchemist like Jiang Donghua interested in them, then their value would be completely different!

Jiang Donghua felt the soft touch on his arm, a hint of playfulness flashing in his eyes.

"Oh? Willing to do anything?"

He chuckled softly, his gaze sweeping over their faces, then suddenly reached out and pinched Bi Yao's chin, lifting it slightly.

Bi Yao's heart raced, her eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes full of anticipation and nervousness.

However, Jiang Donghua only lightly stroked her chin, then released it, saying indifferently,

"Unfortunately, I need to go discuss something with Ninth Young Master now."

After speaking, he stepped back, looking at them with a half-smile.

"Lead the way. Don't make me say it a third time."

Hong Yu and Bi Yao stiffened all over, their faces instantly turning pale!

They obediently led the way, their slender waists swaying gently with their steps, and their faintly visible snow-white ankles beneath their skirts trod on the long corridor's carpet without making a sound.

They were already accustomed to such scenes; in Ninth Young Master's bedchamber, there was never just one woman's voice.

The moonstones on both sides of the corridor cast a cold, dim light, stretching and shortening their shadows.

Jiang Donghua followed behind, his gaze calmly sweeping over the graceful backs of the two maids in front.

Their steps showed no hesitation, not even a hint of shame or embarrassment; they had long grown accustomed to Ninth Young Master's debauchery.

"Heh..."

A barely perceptible cold smile played on Jiang Donghua's lips.

These women were indeed well-trained.

Turning the last corridor, before even approaching the bedchamber, they heard bursts of laughter from within.

The women's gasps, Ninth Young Master's unrestrained laughter, and the crisp clinking of wine glasses intertwined, particularly jarring in the silent night.

Hong Yu stopped in front of the palace door, and when she turned, a charming smile was already on her face.

"Master Jiang, do you need this servant to go in and announce you?"

Her voice was so sweet it could drip with honey, as if the fear from before had never existed.

Bi Yao, even more naturally, adjusted her collar, pulling her already low neckline further down, revealing more of her fair skin.

Her eyes shifted, and she said softly,

"Or Master Jiang can rest in the side hall first? We servants can prepare some refreshments for you!"

Just then, a high-pitched scream suddenly came from inside the hall, followed by Ninth Young Master's triumphant laughter.

"Hahaha! Again!"

A hint of disgust flashed in Jiang Donghua's eyes, but it quickly returned to calm.

He raised his hand to stop the maid who was about to speak further, and said indifferently,

"No need, I'll wait here."

In the shadows, Qin Wuye's figure completely merged with the darkness.

He narrowed his eyes, observing the scene, wondering why he had come so late at night.

This Jiang Donghua was quite patient, and he wouldn't come here to listen to bedroom noises for no reason.

Hong Yu and Bi Yao exchanged glances, both seeing confusion in each other's eyes, but they quickly resumed their charming demeanor, standing on either side of Jiang Donghua, the scent of their perfume faintly discernible in the night breeze.

The revelry inside the hall continued unabated, and the sounds of flesh colliding could vaguely be heard.

The two maids' expressions remained unchanged; they even had the leisure to secretly twirl strands of their hair with their fingers, occasionally stealing glances at the Master Alchemist beside them.

Jiang Donghua stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze calmly fixed on the distant night sky.

Moonlight spilled onto his sharply defined profile, outlining a stern silhouette.

"Master Jiang?"

Bi Yao finally couldn't help but part her red lips.

"How about this servant massages your shoulders? Standing and waiting is so tiring!"

As she spoke, she reached out, but was frozen in place by a glance from Jiang Donghua.

That gaze was not fierce, but as cold as ice.

Seeing this, Hong Yu quickly tugged Bi Yao's sleeve, signaling her not to cause any more trouble.

The two finally quieted down, but their eyes still flickered with incomprehension.

Jiang Donghua frowned slightly, his fingertips gently caressing a warm pill hidden in his sleeve.

The lewd sounds from inside the hall were incessant, as if endless. Taking a deep breath, the abundant Dou Qi in his body surged, and his voice, like thunder, penetrated the thick palace doors.

"Ninth Young Master, I, Jiang, have something to discuss!"

This shout, imbued with powerful Dou Qi, made the lanterns hanging outside the hall tremble slightly.

Hong Yu and Bi Yao were startled by this sudden pressure, their faces turning pale, and they both instinctively took half a step back.

The hall suddenly fell silent.

Then came several muffled thuds of heavy objects falling to the ground, mixed with the startled gasps of women.

A moment later, Ninth Young Master Bai Xiaofeng's voice, tinged with drunkenness, came from inside the hall.

"Oh? Isn't this our Master Jiang? Visiting late at night, what a rare guest!"

The palace door creaked open, and Bai Xiaofeng, clad in a loose brocade robe, leaned against the doorframe, his chest still stained with un-dried wine.

He squinted his drunken eyes, examining Jiang Donghua, a playful smile on his lips.

"What? Does Master Jiang also want to join the fun?"

Jiang Donghua's gaze passed over Bai Xiaofeng's shoulder, seeing the messy gauze curtains inside the hall, and several disheveled women hastily tidying their clothes.

The air was filled with a strong scent of wine and perfume, mixing into a nauseatingly sweet smell.

"Ninth Young Master is joking."

Jiang Donghua's expression remained unchanged, but his voice grew a few shades colder.

"I, Jiang, am here for an important matter to discuss."

Bai Xiaofeng raised an eyebrow, then suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! Good! Good!"

He turned and waved his hand towards the inside of the hall.

"Everyone, leave! Can't you see I'm about to discuss serious matters?"

After the maids filed out, Bai Xiaofeng lazily made a gesture of invitation.

"Master Jiang, please come in."

He gave a meaningful glance at Hong Yu and Bi Yao, who were still standing behind Jiang Donghua.

Hong Yu and Bi Yao immediately showed charming smiles, but upon seeing Jiang Donghua's cold profile, their smiles froze on their faces.