Xián Leng was drinking some rice wine brought to him by a maiden in flourishing colorful robes; the only difference from a humble virtues woman's robe was that her top piece was to tight, making her breasts look like they were ready to pop out like candies from their wrappers. The woman would move here and there, swaying her hips in a provocative way. Unknown to her and the other Madame Bovary's than his attention was directed towards the two closed doors with a carved golden lotus at their center and exquisite red bronze knobs. He was a little anxious, not hearing any words from Pamella since she was abducted by Madame Chü and three other brothel girls into the room at the other side of those doors; although, now that he thought about it at least two of those girls were actually men.

What if they rape the idiot?! What if... SHE LIKES IT?! No. NO! I won't think about that... Drink Xián Leng. Drink!

Master Weng was drinking tea, as well as Hei Bao. He had no interest in such carnal desires, he'd live far too much without breaking his vow. He only served the ladies from "" as a doctor, doing monthly checkups, and giving treatments if necessary, but Madame Chü always makes sure her girls, don't contract any malignancies from their rich customers.

Hei Bao on the other hand, was trying not to sneeze from his sensible nose, because of the highly perfumed air of the place. His eyes were already watery, and nose dripping.

Lotus Goddess Blessings was a high-class brothel of three floors, and a balcony with flowing red, white and yellow curtains at the top last. It had a big entrance where a tall Buddha gave welcomes to whomever intended to buy him, or her carnal pleasures. Pamella had eyed the Buddha with one lifted brow. The Buddha wasn't your average praying Buddha. It had two protruding, and mounting breasts, each pierced with dangling rhinestone jewelry, it had eyeshadow, and lipstick on, as well as rouge on its cheeks. The only to say, pure of all its ornaments, and accessories, was the silver lotus at his cupped hands.

As they entered, they were immediately welcomed by a wave of girls from different ages, but never old enough to be considered "past their time"; both young, and old. Some of them recognized Master Weng and his Beast apprentice's human form, so they stopped the girls who were trying to get them to pay for a night, or two with them, but that didn't apply for the other two following in with them.

Two tall men; one taller than the other; one handsomely beautiful, and the other as pretty and cute as a flower, appeared before them all, and there was no one to stop them from getting to meet and have a close chatter with the two. A really, CLOSE chatter...

Pamella was pulled to one side, while Xián Leng was pulled to another. She had fallen unto a futon, that for her past suffering behind, felt like heaven over clouds, but then she felt two heavy things on top of her lap and two other things pulling and grasping both of her arms.

Two female beauties were fighting for the space under them making everything like a fight of cats and dogs, and the two at her sides kept asking and whispering some things in Chinese that sounded more like obscenities than welcoming words.

Master Weng asked for one of the girls to call the Madame of the brothel house, while Hei Bao looked at Pamella with pity, wanting to both save her from all the stress put on her by the girls, but Master Weng held him with,

- Unless you want to end like both of them and even worse don't even get close to them.

He laughed saying the last word.

Pamella could almost feel herself out of breath from all the pressure, pulling, and pushing. From one free corner of the human shield, Xián Leng's built could be seen. Pamella squinted a little as if to focus her eyesight better, and as soon as she did, she felt an unnamed feeling rise in her. What she saw made her grit her teeth and open her eyes as oculars. Xián Leng was laughing, or smiling, or both. He had more women on top of him than her, and he instead of sitting had landed on his back, some parts of his robe untucked. If Pamella wasn't getting to ahead of herself, and what she was seeing, the rascal was ready to go!

The reality was, that Pamella was getting to ahead of herself. Xián Leng was actually trying to push the women off him, but he wasn't going to hurt them either by pushing them off him. It would have been to disrespectful, even for a brothel girl. This was shy he was having a hard time getting back up and ordering his outer garments. Two of the dozens that were crushing him tried to convince him to buy the two of them and have a burning night to remember. To remain as courteous as possible he had smiled and declined earning some mocking whispers from the other girls.

- Awwwww~ Don't tell us you're ?! You don't look like a man who would~

Another one came with another outrageous comment.

- Maybe we are all trying to top him, but he prefers the ~

They all started to laugh, and giggle while he himself laughed with them awkwardly, and embarrassed by her and the other one's statement. How could women this pretty express such profanities.

A robust courtesan pushed the other ones off him and went straight for the clothe covering his body's front lower part. Ordering a group of young slim girls, while reaching for clothe tightly tucked over his front lower area,

- You four hold him still the others grab his feet! Let's see how long can your guītóu can stay hidden low inside this annoying clothe!

She and others started pulling on his clothe, and even if he struggled, and set himself free, they would immediately hold him still. Like hungry hyenas, they leagued and licked their lips. He was now scared for his dignity.

Master Weng noticing things were getting out of control, decided he should put an end to the show, he signaled Hei Bao to save Pamella from the harassment, but as soon as he took one step towards the meat mountain oven Xián Leng, a rumble could be heard from where Pamella once was, and now what could be seen was a pile of curious, and confused female bodies that wobbled. Rumbling, and the falling of women from top of the mountain continued, until at last all of them were thrown to different direction of the main room. Master Weng, and Hei Bao opened their eyes in amazement while Master Weng murmured,

- The poor man didn't use his Qi, but... She did...

Pamella was glowing with light gold Qi flares swooshing all over her, and eyes carried only one emotion; anger. The girls that had a good sight of her squealed, while the ones being throne remained crying and attending their small insignificant wounds. She walked towards the now dissipating mountain over Xián Leng. There were still some holding down Xián Leng, and the big one that dared to shamelessly touch her...

Pamella grabbed her by the collar and threw her to a nearby wall.

- OOOOWWWW! Who... WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!

As soon as she saw the state of the one that threw her, she quivered, and whimpered, looking down, and trying to protect her face, which was one of her most valued quality of hers in the brothel. Pamella breathed in some air and lowered herself to be face to face with the pitiful woman.

- You COW! That's my question. WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!

I haven't touched that part of him yet and you... Wait, what the HELL am I THINKING?!

Pamella remembered why they were there in the first place, but with all the things that have happened to her, and what she had seen not moments ago, made her auto control slip. Also, she wondered how she was able to overthrow all does girls from her in just one blow and lift the turnip in front of her off Xián Leng. She put the thought behind her; she was too annoyed to overthink things out. She turned around, and the turnip ran for her life across the hall.

Pamella walked up to the already standing Xián Leng who was putting his clothe in order. Just when he was already tucking the last piece from his clothe, with both hands, Pamella yanked the neck of his top garment with such force, that it made the other parts of the robe to disarrange themselves again. Xián Leng felt as if being chocked. He thought, while grabbing both her hands

From where, did she get this strength?!

Hei Bao asked Master Weng,

- Master should I stop he?

Master Weng lifted his hand to shush him, while giving his signature amused old man's smile.

- No. This is getting good~

Pamella pulled him towards her some more while she as well shook him.

- You... Weren't you enjoying yourself too much!

Xián Leng was at a loss. What was she talking about he was asking himself? Just a time ago he was being crushed and held down by some random girls, and now that he was free Pamella was angry and yelling at him. He didn't do anything wrong, anyways what did she care if he did, they were just companions trying to find solutions to problems related to the same thing, the necklace. Pamella continued,

- You were smiling right now when those women were all over you!

So, this is why she is in this state...

- I wasn't smiling! Anyways what if I was?! I was only trying to politely free myself from their grasps.

Pamella pulled hard and rose on her toes to be as close as she could to Xián Lengs face. Her eyes looked menacing. Meanwhile Xián Leng was trying to loosen her grip on his robe's neck. Her grip was too much he had to start concentrating Qi into his hand for it to loosen Pamella's.

Pamella exclaimed,

- Don't try to cover up with lies Casanova!

Now, Xián Leng was getting also angry at her unreasonable arguing.

- I said I was trying to free myself! Let go of my robe's neck this instant!

- As if! SHAMELESS!

The two's arguing became louder and louder by each second. The customers at "Lotus Goddess Blessings" and the courtesans started to suffer from awkward tension.

- A couple quarrels.

Someone answered, while laughing nonstop.

- What couple would dare come to a brothel together?!

Another whispered,

- Just two men yelling at each other, no big deal. BRING MORE WINE PRINCESS!

More whispers, and miss understandings developed. Hei Bao wasn't calming down, and he insisted,

- Master Weng, I don't think we should let them keep on rambling to each other. Their yelling is bringing too much attention.

Master Weng chuckled. He looked at the cup of tea on his hands and smiled wider. The tea's surface trembled in unison with a now perceptible stomping sound in the direction of the closed door that led to the main hall. Hei Bao began to sweat and Master Weng finally gave him an ambiguous answer.

- Don't worry about them. SHE'll deal with it.

Pamella huffed,

- Master Weng I'm not going to that peony party of yours! Not with this person around!

Xián Leng felt insulted.

- THIS PERSON! Was the one that saved you from being ghoul food. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be here right now!

- Right back at ya'! If it weren't for ME you wouldn't be here right now! Who knows, you'd still be a lost soul trapped in an insignificant tree!

What did she say? A lost soul... trapped in... a tree?

- What do you mean...?

Now regaining part of her senses, Pamella thought,

Oh oh... Damm it! What have I let slip?! I can't let him know now about the blood contract. It's not time for that!

Just when Pamella felt like she needed to make up some story to cover up, the door that gave towards the hall, sprang open with a loud,

BANG!, and a heavily makeup, elegantly dressed, and red faced from anger lady came in stomping with a sword in hands. Her sword glowed orange flares of energy, and her eyes told to anyone who saw them she intended to kill. She angrily exclaimed with an inhumane roar,

- WHO DARES |TO MAKE SUCH A RACKET?! I'LL CUT YOU IN PIECES AND FEED YOU TO MY gŏu yāo!

Hei Bao like a cat, had jumped to the ceiling and remained head down on his four extremities that clawed themselves unmoving to the wooden surface. As the lady watched what was the ruckus about, she scanned all over the room and saw the stoic Pamella grabbing hold of a stoic Xian Leng's robe. Immediately she had identified the culprits of such uncalled-for show.

- BASTARDS! Who do you think you are coming to a place that's not yours, and ruin business for me! I'll make sure that both of you never... Oh I mean, NEVER get it up for the rest of your LIFE!~

As she walked briskly towards the two of them, raising her blade, she was stopped by Master Weng's humble figure, bowing in condolences. She remained gapping.

- Madame Chü I am so glad to see you are well. How are Min, Ting, and Ping? Hope they are as well as you are.

Master Weng knew one thing, and that is, Madame Chu had a soft spot for gentlemanliness. Madame Chu wasn't an old lady like Master Weng; she didn't have many expression lines she could cover up, or white-gray hair, but she wasn't young either like the rest of the girls who work under her guidance in the brothel. She had grown up in a rich royal family; some even rumor about her being a princess from a kingdom that no longer exists in the maps, but she just laughs at such remarks, and sarcastically gives her thanks. But one could tell, if she wasn't a princess at least she was taught how to dress, and act like one. Although, now what came out of her where ungraceful exclamations, and cursing; not lady like.

As she heard and recognized the individual who had obstructed her from getting those delinquents off from her property, she lowered her weapon, and hugged brusquely the small old man in front of her. She squealed happily.

- Oh, but if isn't my dear Lăo Wēng Zhé! It's been what, a month since last check up, and here you are again, but... It's still no time for checkups. I'm doing fine, and well myself, although Min, Ting, and Ping are having it awful these days.

Master Weng following her conversation,

- How so?

She sighed in awe.

- An ugly as a mogui customer tried to hit one of my girls, because she refused to give him more service than a mare drink. The guy was broke, how would she! He had come with bad intentions, and on being refused, he ruined some furniture, and scared that night's lottery away! I fed him to my dogs, and here they are suffering because his meat was rotten both body and soul! Disgusting!

- Are you giving them "cursed water"? Maybe that'll help them.

She exclaimed in full realization.

- Oh! But why didn't I think of that?! Thank you so much! Now, how may I help you. It isn't often I see you coming into such a place as this.

Master Weng with a flick of a finger hit both Xián Leng, and Pamella on the forehead. Both cried out in pain putting both hands on their face. Master Weng pulled Pamella in front of him, and signaled Madame Chü,

- THIS here is what I came for. I need you to change the way he looks to something no one could recognize, even if they blinked thrice.

Madame Chü eyed the young man put in front of her. He was as pretty as a jewel; could even serve as a money generating , and even get to the top of the rankings in all the capital brothels. As she looked closer,

Isn't this the WANTED individual of the capital? What is Lăo Wēng Zhé thinking bringing a persecuted man here?!

- You want me to change him, into what exactly?

Master Weng smiled. He noticed the restraint in her question, but ignoring it, pushed Pamella forward into the Madame's slender hands, and directly looking into her eyes said,

- Do whatever you think goes best with his gifted physicals...

Madame Chü smirked pleasantly. She thought looking up and down again at the manly flower in her hands.

If Master Weng is insisting, certainly then, you are not to be taken as a real criminal.

- Very well then~

Pulling Pamella towards her chest, or better say strangling her with her two Mnt. Everests, show signaled two woman dressed young pretty boys, and one of the ladies to follow her into the two doored room at the other side of the room.

As she threw Pamella into the room and the others followed, Madame Chü gave one last giggle before closing both golden doors shut.

So, here was he, Xián Leng the Casanova waiting anxiously for the golden doors to reopen, and show an already calmed and understanding, smiling Pamella. Just as he had finished his second jar of alcohol, and ready to have another, the doors finally gave site to something that shocked even the spirits in the room.

Xián Leng's eyes glistened at the sight of the beautiful, elegant "woman" that walked out through the doors. Other than the rouge on her lips, a light creeping blush at her cheeks, made "her" complexion more eye striking.

Pamella wore a medium long black skirt, with gold ornaments dangling from leather belts that fell over it. A long sleeved, and high neck, black, airy silk garment covered her top body. Her hair was pined up into a new ponytail, and her curly-wavy bangs softened into a less wild character. Dark brown eyeshadow lightly applied on her upper, and lower eyelids accentuated her big almond dark brown colored eyes. The only thing was...

Madame Chü pulled at Pamella's stained old bag of exorcising goods.

- You have to take that off or else my hard work will go to waste!

Pamella insisted pulling at her bag towards her body.

- This is important! It has books, good smelling herbs, and magic post-ics! I can't just throw it away!

Madame Chü,

- HUH?! I didn't even understand a thing you said! More of a valuable excuse to throw the thing away! You don't need that if you have THAT with you!

Madame Chü pointed at Xián Leng who now stood and was walking towards them. Pamella blushed and looked away in response to Madame Chü's embarrassing remark. Master Weng and Hei Bao silently chuckled.

Madame Chü eyed Xián Leng. The handsome man's eyes showed more than pure beauty admiration; they also showed...

Madame Chü asked expectantly,

- So! What do you think? Pretty good looking for "her" to be actually a HE. Isn't that right Master Weng?

Master Weng nodded in agreement.

Hei Bao accented with,

- Indeed a jewel.

He thought,

I was right to think Miss Pamella would look wonderful in woman's clothing. And makeup does make her pretty man factions stand out!

Xián Leng remained speechless, looking at Pamella. He licked his dry lips before uttering,

- You look...

But Pamella interjected, pouting angrily at him.

- Hold it! Didn't ask for it, don't want it, and don't need it! Thank you all for the help, especially you, Madame Chü I'll bring the clothe clean after all this is done.

Madame Chü was stupefied. How could he deny compliments from the other beautifully handsome man. She soon understood that Pamella suffered from the same malignancy. She only sighed and hugged the poor lost child.

- You can keep it. A present for me. Just promise me, you'll dress decently from now on, and... YOU'LL THROW THAT RUBISH AWAY!

Pamella pulled the stained bag into a bear hug.

- NEVER!

Patting Xián Leng's disappointed and guilty shoulders cleared his throat and gave his thanks to the Madame.

- I thank you, and your ladies for treating us well. I shall come for the monthly check up as planned. Let us go my fellow friends. Let us enjoy ourselves at the Imperial Palace!

They four walked out from "Lotus Goddess Blessings" earning some whistling from the customers at the brothel, directed to Pamella. Xián Leng gave them a deadly red eye glare. Some courtesans screamed joyfully at Xián Leng to buy them next time he comes for a visit. Pamella rolled her eyes in annoyance.

- Tsk!

She had stopped abruptly bumping into Xián Leng's body. He questioningly looked down towards her figure.

Pamella's head turned to look back at him, and her glossy red lips quivered, as if she wanted to say something, but they stopped and closed themselves into a straight line. She looked down, and then away again to the front.

She walked forward, not directing a single word towards him in the whole trail to the Imperial Palace.

Xián Leng felt for his chest which had been aching...

As if it lost something very important...

[yángwěi de]- Chinese for homosexual.

[jūju]- Chinese baby talk. It means "the thingy" referring specifically to the penis.

[guītóu]- This one is funny! Chinese for "Turtle's head". Used as a vulgar slang for the penis.

[gŏuyāo]- Chinese for "demon dog".

[nánjì]-Chinese for "male prostitute", or "pay boy" in modern Chinese.

[Zhùfú Shénnǚ Qú]- As you read the brothels name. It's Chinese for "Lotus Goddess Blessings".