That thing wasn't easy to get ahold of. Besides the top Demon Hunters from the Demon-Slaying Bureau and the Ministry of Justice, very few people in all of Lingge could get one.
But Brother Kucha was the poor bastard who had come to the capital as a hostage in his brother's stead. As the Patriarch, Feng Ji, at least judging by his actions, was eager to compensate this illegitimate son.
Seeing that Brother Kucha had... peculiar tastes, he immediately pulled some major strings and got him a token.
He originally thought it would only satisfy *that* kind of need.
Who knew it could also satisfy *this* kind of need.
Zhao Ci, however, was a little unsure. He gave a wry smile. "Old Feng! You sure this is gonna work?"
Feng Kucha laughed heartily. "Don't you worry! My Lu E isn't just very useful, she's *very* useful. In short, rest assured, I, Old Feng, am definitely not going to be a burden to the Tenth Prince's Mansion. Right, little Lu E?"
