A single, painted hand shot out from the ground, grabbing onto the ankle with a desperate force, as if grasping at a lifeline. A shattering sound echoed, followed by a frantic cry: "Save me... save me...",The room is decorated with various orchids, in a white and elegant tone, looking extremely elegant and serene. This is the room of Orchid Mist, one of the eight top courtesans at Fengyue Tower.,Mu Jiu pressed two fingers against the head that was too close: "How would I know, how Is it another rich family's young master"。