There was a lot of loud and rowdy commotion in the middle of the Intoxicated Jade Pavilion. With bright lanterns and strands of white mist going back and forth between the floors, it was like a building for immortals.

The three heaven-defying geniuses of the Feng Clan and Feng Suiyu were all wearing white silk dresses while they held feather fans. With a silk cloth that tied up their hair, they were akin to four elegant scholars as they drank on the third floor. Each of them had their arms around a popular beauty; one didn’t need to speak about how envious people would have been.

Feng Feiyun was still wearing an exotic buddhist robe with a buddhist staff in his hand. A wise man would immediately know that he was a person of the buddhist faith. However, at this moment, he was hugging a beautiful young miss in his arms and even did some perverted touching. This caused others to glance in confusion and they even issued ridicule and derision.

“Boom, boom, boom…”

Feng Feiyun, step by step, stomped up the stair. He went all the way to the third floor and sat in the opposite chair of Feng Suiyu. At this moment, Su Su brought a top class wine to him and poured him a cup.

On the other side, Feng Suiyu was smiling and talk...