2577 You Still Remember the Rainbow Flowers?



The little fellow cupped her petite chin as she scurried to the window. She leaned there and pretended to be calmly looking out the window.

Oh my gosh, my heart!

It was beating so fast just now it felt like it was going to jump out of her chest!

How could this man be so flirty?

Mo Lian leaned over and hugged her petite waist from behind with a grin. "You're being bashful, Qiaoqiao."

Phooey!

The little fellow acted like she loathed to say anything. She continued looking at the night scene outside the window, but she was feeling pleased on the inside.

There was nothing she could do about it. She was in a terrific mood just thinking about going out on a night date with such arm candy!

"Qiaoqiao, if you don't keep talking to me, I'm gonna bite you."

The tips of Lady Qiaoqiao's petite ears started burning. She suddenly pointed at the long and narrow alley near them. "What is that place?"

Mo Lian humored her and glanced outside.

The carriage just so happened to pass by a side road.

There was a small arched bridge with a steep incline on the side. Further in was a dim area illuminated with red light.

There was a signboard hanging above. It was called Entertainment Lane.

Mo Lian squinted his eyes and tightened his hold around the little fellow's slender waist. He reached out to draw down the window curtain and then responded expressionlessly, "Don't look, there's nothing nice to look at."

"Oh, I know!" Qiaoqiao was enlightened. She stuck out her finger and exclaimed, "It's a place like Spring Abounding Parlor."

Qiaoqiao actually remembered Spring Abounding Parlor?

Mo Lian's beautiful phoenix eyes narrowed dangerously. He looked at his wife earnestly. "Qiaoqiao, you still remember the ROYGBIV rainbow flowers?"

Qiaoqiao blinked her large eyes. "What rainbow flowers?"

It was apparent from her expression that she didn't remember.

Mo Lian was inwardly pleased, but he did not show it on his face. "Then how do you remember Spring Abounding Parlor?"

"I see that those red lanterns are similar!" Qiaoqiao pointed outside through the curtain. "Places that hang tons of red lanterns usually belong to the red-light district."

Mo Lian: …

How can this be the same!

Every household hangs tons of red lanterns for new year celebrations too!

Whatever, it wasn't wrong for the little fellow to think that way. Those dark red lanterns were indeed the mark of the red-light district, but the little fellow had guessed wrongly this time.

That wasn't a normal red-light district.

Entertainment Lane was Dragon Flame City's most famous vessel market.

The vessels here did not refer to the cauldrons used for refining pills or smelting weapons. They referred to female slaves who had been kidnapped or were being sold.

These female slaves were mostly cultivators at the spiritual realm or above. Male cultivators with higher cultivation than them would purchase them as "tools" to help them increase their own cultivation.

To them, these female slaves were merely tools.

Even though these females were cultivators, they were in a far worse situation than the lowest rung of society in Dragon Flame City.

Even though Mo Lian scorned this kind of place, he wasn't going to forcibly interfere in this matter.

After all, this vessel market had existed for more than a thousand years. This kind of market had spread all throughout the Three Provinces. He couldn't just purge this evil by himself just from the kindness of his heart.

Moreover, he had just returned to the Divine Province, so he was starting from scratch. Before grasping full control of everything, he naturally was not going to act rashly.

There was no such thing as having the heart of a Holy Father.

Don't be fooled by Mo Lian's gentle and breezy outward appearance. In reality, his heart was much colder and harder than Qiaoqiao's.

After all, he had always been in a position of power. The way he judged people and handled matters was on a more holistic level.

"Why aren't you saying anything?"