Shen was a man of principle. Ambition. He did his best to get whatever it was that he desired, morals be damned. It mattered not if he was right or wrong, or had, say, slightly taken advantage of a certain woman's compromised state the night before – like the one currently looming over him, drenching him in ice water without even a good morning."YOU!" she shrieked, the water jug wobbling precariously in her hand, splashing onto the bed and floor."Yes, me! Hi, The name's Sh...""You rapist! What did you do to me?" she screamed, her voice reaching a pitch usually reserved for shattering glass.Shen blinked. Once. Twice, before slowly lifting his hands in supplication, "Whoa, whoa, whoa, sweetheart, let's not jump to conclusions because I did no such thing.""Yes, you did! You lying, low-down, son-of-a… Where are my clothes? My bag? And who sent you to assassinate me, or rape me?" She was officially on a roll.Shen rolled his eyes, mentally calculating the odds of successfully calmin

Shen drove his car through the city as fast as he could without causing a stir. He didn't want to waste any more time, he had more important things to think about, but neither was he looking forward to crashing in on her wedding with another man.Up ahead he could see the estate look ahead before him. He slowed down considerably the closer he got, drove into the estate and wasn't stopped by the guards at the gate. Although he told Jin to get him a simple car, Jin tended to overdo things sometimes. His car could literally buy a small island.The estate was swarming with luxury cars, but Shen managed to squeeze into a parking spot.He quickly came down from the car and walked into the mansion in the middle of the estate. Although Shen preferred to dress simply and most times casual, he definitely felt out of place.Everyone else he could spot either wore the most expensive clothes that money could buy or ceaselessly flaunted their wealth.But Shen didn't mind, whatever one chose to

The black, sleek car rolled into an exquisite estate. It was vast; wealth was splattered and poured out like the numerous fountains that could be seen. It felt like a quarter of the entire wealth in the East could be found here.Rosa and Shen got out of the car, and, sure enough, the woman began walking very fast as she led the way. As the Han family heiress, panic was a luxury she couldn’t afford—her every step demanded poise. Yet inside, fear clenched her chest like an iron fist.Her grandfather’s life was slipping away.Shen, on the other hand, looked quite amazed at the art, the sculptures that seemed handmade, and how gorgeous the estate was.Shen was a lover of art; anywhere he went, he deeply appreciated it and sought meaning in it.But sadly, he couldn't engage in his hobbies right now, due to the fast pace set by the heiress With a pout , he followed Rosa into one of the Mansions, clearly the largest one by far.They ran up the stairs where no eyes could see them, and on

Far off in Ling City, a grand building stood tall. It was made of precious stones and expensive art.It was dripping with wealth. The driveways were silver, the doors gold.Even the doorknobs had rubies and sapphires.It was the GOLDMASTER's place, though many didn't really know it.Tonight, the auction would be held there. It wasn't just any auction; it was the event of the year, a gathering of the most powerful and influential people in the land. Invitations were coveted, and those who received them knew they had reached the pinnacle of society.Important people from all over the country came. Dignitaries and royals arrived in their finest attire, their retinues trailing behind them like colorful banners.Dukes and duchesses, princes and princesses, all eager to partake in the spectacle and perhaps acquire a rare treasure or two. Thankfully, the place was big enough for everyone who could afford to be there. The estate sprawled across acres of land, its gardens transformed into

The auction commenced with a gong so loud it rattled the wine in everyone's glasses. Velvet curtains parted, revealing a radiant stage, lavishly decorated with gold, shimmering silk drapes, and expertly positioned lighting that allowed every guest an unobstructed view. A collective hush fell over the room as nobles whispered, shuffled, and adjusted their seats, their faces a mixture of excitement and anticipation. They expected a spectacle, and they were eager to witness it.Shen reclined lazily in his seat beside Rosa Han, his long legs crossed casually. One hand propped up his cheek, while the other rhythmically tossed a candied almond into his mouth, savoring the sweet and slightly sour taste.He appeared utterly unconcerned with the unfolding events, a stark contrast to the palpable tension in the room.Rosa leaned closer, her voice a mere whisper, yet filled with urgency. “Shen, you have to help me identify the right herb. If you do… I’ll buy you anything you want. Just name it