Translator: Pika

  Ji Dengtu’s eyes were flickering around the place. Every time he saw a beautiful woman, a perverted smile reminiscent of that of famous detective Mouri Kogoro would creep onto his face.

  Upon careful look, Zu An sharply noticed that the ones Ji Dengtu had his eyes on were mostly mature women, especially married ones. He had no hesitation ogling at the wives of the patriarchs present, though his focus was still mainly on Qin Wanru. He was staring so hard that i..