Bab 441: A Forced Takeover

The sun shone brightly in the middle of the sky. Wu Qi sat behind the long table placed in front of the City Lord Mansion, sipping a fragrant tea out of a small teacup held in his hand. Eight small, celadon green plates were placed before him, each serving different delicately made desserts. They were the finest desserts meticulously prepared by the chefs in the City Lord Mansion.

The tea was high quality, a spirit tea harvested from deep in the mountains next to An He City. The desserts tasted excellent. There were also two beautiful, obedient servant girls standing next to Wu Qi and waving fans in their hands, sending a gentle breeze blended with a faint fragrance that caressed his face. Wu Qi felt that such enjoyment had slowly degenerated him.