Working in a brothel meant her life was not her own. For now, she was still young and famous, able to maintain her integrity.
It was nothing more than the simple fact that the more unobtainable something was, the more valuable it became.
But a time would surely come when she would lose that control. What her fate would be then, she did not know.
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A cold wind blew, carrying a chilly drizzle.
Withered yellow leaves drifted from the branches. For the average person, this kind of weather was quite unpleasant.
However, Fang Yue's physique prevented him from feeling any such discomfort.
Setting down the rockery that weighed over ten thousand jin, Fang Yue dusted off his hands.
He returned to the clearing where he had been training. A moment ago, the mood had struck him to test his strength.
Sure enough, he had been able to simply hoist up the man-sized rockery located in the center of the small, garden-like green space.
