The third floor of Sifang Inn.
A man dressed in brocade, wearing a jade crown and possessing a portly, well-fed appearance, toyed with a string of pearl beads in his hand. He stood before the window, his large belly pressed against the sill, yet that did not hinder him from gazing down with eyes burning with fervor at the tiger cub and the little girl on its back.
"They escaped last time, and today they’ve delivered themselves right to my doorstep! Heaven is truly good to me—sending meat when I’m hungry and a pillow when I’m drowsy!"
Chapter 462