Gu Fan kicked open the heavy doors of his new quarters.
Madam Li had made the arrangements as she promised and he was now standing in the Golden Lotus Pavilion, a massive, opulent building situated right in the center of the inner court.
It had a private hot spring, a massive cultivation chamber, and floors made of polished white jade.
And the best of all, Madam Li's courtyard was just beside his.
Just a few days ago, Gu Fan had been rotting in the storage shed. He had been sleeping on damp straw, waiting to eat poisoned porridge like a pathetic dog.
And suddenly he was the "hero" of the hunting competition surprising everyone.
Even his own father who refused to acknowledge his existence was more than willing to accept the arrangements made by his wife.
As Gu Fan walked into the main bedroom and threw himself over a plush, oversized velvet chair letting out a long, satisfied sigh, a pleasant voice greeted him.
