As for the rich women of this world, they don’t play with whips, nor do they play with steel wool. What’s not to like about such an easy, money-making profession?

Besides, this job is exciting enough—way more thrilling than wingsuit flying.

Even though Chad Sullivan kept trying to convince himself over and over again, still...

He really just couldn’t do it.

Having died once, he had no psychological burden about going out to visit prostitutes.

But being prostituted himself—he really couldn’t handle that.

Still, since he was here, he might as well make the best of it.

Since ancient times, there’s only been one good ending for a courtesan: to leave the trade and marry.

First, stay in Xianyin Pavilion and get familiar with the situation, then carefully choose among the many female patrons, find the gentlest, most beautiful, and wealthiest rich woman, marry her, and live a life of luxury and splendor.

You’ll be responsible for making money and supporting the family, and I’ll be responsible for being handsome as a flower.

Alright, it’s settled then.

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“Bang!”

With a loud crash, a door in Xianyin Pavilion suddenly burst open.

A handsome man was thrown straight out, landing hard on the ground, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood before passing out.

Several houseboys hurried forward to carry the handsome man away.

What a tragedy—six of his ribs were broken.

Immediately after, a woman’s voice came from inside the room: “If you can’t find me a husband I’m satisfied with, I’ll tear your Xianyin Pavilion down.”

“Bang!”

Another loud crash.

With a slap of her palm, the woman shattered a sturdy rosewood table into pieces.

Her martial arts skills were truly extraordinary.

Steward hurried to the madam Mrs. Carter’s room, trembling as he said, “Mrs. Carter, please think of something. This is already the fourth husband—if they’re not having their ribs broken, they’re coughing up blood. No one dares to serve this female demon anymore.”

The madam Mrs. Carter said, “What kind of man does this female demon actually want?”

Steward said, “I don’t know. The four husbands we sent in—some were handsome, some were strong, some were talented, some were gentle and considerate—but she was dissatisfied with all of them and beat them half to death.

Should I call someone to subdue her?

Or report to the Master?”

The owner of Xianyin Pavilion is named Henry Thompson, and he’s definitely a big shot in Yingzhou.

Not only does he run Xianyin Pavilion, but he also owns more than a dozen merchant ships, engages in maritime smuggling, and keeps hundreds of pirates.

He also runs several trading companies and two carriage businesses, with over a hundred desperados under his command.

He has great influence in both the underworld and the legitimate world, and who knows how many lives are on his hands—killing Chad Sullivan would be as easy as crushing an ant.

In addition, he has another identity: the leader of the Black Blade Society.

His martial arts are formidable!

Among all the martial forces in Yingzhou, he’s considered a major figure.

Not only that, he also holds a position in the imperial military.

In short, he’s a real somebody.

So, generally speaking, no one dares to cause trouble in Xianyin Pavilion.

But there are exceptions to everything, and the woman beating people in Xianyin Pavilion right now is just such an exception.

This female demon has an even bigger background—she commands a powerful fleet.

So even the owner of Xianyin Pavilion, Henry Thompson, absolutely does not want to offend this female demon.

Mrs. Carter was in a dilemma. This female demon’s martial arts were too strong to fight, and she couldn’t be offended.

But she couldn’t really let her tear down Xianyin Pavilion, could she?

If that happened, where would the Master Henry Thompson’s reputation go?

“Still not sending in a husband?

Do you really want me to tear down your Xianyin Pavilion?”

The female demon’s angry roar came from inside the room.

Meanwhile, the handsome courtesans in Xianyin Pavilion were all trembling with fear—going in there was a death sentence.

The ones who went in before were the best and most handsome, and they were all beaten half to death.

Who knows what kind of husband this female demon is looking for?

Mrs. Carter looked at a handsome young man, who immediately knelt on the ground, trembling as he said, “Mama, please don’t make me go. That female demon will kill me. She’s not here for pleasure at all—she was born hating men. She came to Xianyin Pavilion just to vent her anger on men, just to kill us.”

What he said made sense—the female demon in the room was born hating men, and she was here to vent.

The houseboy said, “How about letting Chad Sullivan go?”

Mrs. Carter said coldly, “Nonsense, Little Chad hasn’t recovered from his injuries. How can he serve guests?”

Then, Mrs. Carter looked at the handsome young man and said, “You, go in!”

The handsome courtesan kowtowed desperately, “Mama, spare me, please spare me. If I go in, I’ll really be beaten to death. Please let me live.”

Mrs. Carter’s gaze turned cold. “Send him in.”

Several guards stepped forward, lifted the handsome young man from the ground, and carried him toward the room.

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…Inside the room, the female demon was drinking with her back turned.

The handsome courtesan was placed on the ground, trembling all over, barely able to stand.

“What’s your name?”

The female demon asked.

The handsome courtesan replied, “Brian Thompson.”

The female demon said, “Good name, really a good name.

Next, I have a question. It’s very important.