The brothel madam looked troubled, yet tried hard to maintain a smile.
"Marquis, who are you looking for? Let me help you."
At that moment, Prince Kang came rushing out of a room on the second floor, exclaiming.
He was flushed from drinking, initially intoxicated, but was now sobered by the fright.
"Why are you here?!" Prince Kang clung to the railing, looking fearfully at the group of black-clad Xiuluo Envoys.
Zhi'er pointed with her little hand: "Third Uncle is there!"
Feng Fuce pushed aside the brothel madam and said coldly, "He's already been found."
Then, the young man tilted his head up and instructed, "Bring down Prince Kang."
The brothel madam was taken aback.
The Xiuluo Guard always worked for the Emperor, arresting corrupt officials. Could it be that this time, Prince Kang was in trouble?
But he is the Emperor's own brother!
The brothel madam hurriedly retreated behind a nearby pillar, observing the situation.
