"Yes, Master, please follow me—" With a flirtatious wink at Shawn Young, Yara Zen twisted her body and sashayed into the villa ahead.
Watching Yara Zen’s swaying, voluptuous figure ahead, Shawn felt like a cat scratching at his heart. His manhood was throbbing with desire, and he wanted nothing more than to pounce and ravish her right there. She was stoking his fire and refusing to take responsibility!
Still, he obediently squeezed his legs together to cover his embarrassing bulge, like a Mongolian yurt. He wrapped one arm around Lilian Grace and dragged "Leon Grace" with the other, following closely behind Yara Zen. If he didn’t move quickly, the surveillance cameras outside would catch every awkward detail of his predicament.
They quickly reached the villa’s entrance—a pricey, golden-hued teak door with a classic design. A row of red lanterns hung overhead, casting a faint reddish glow on the door and bathing the whole scene in a strangely seductive light. Yara Zen pushed the door open and said, "Master, please come in!"
Shawn led Lilian Grace and "Leon Grace" inside. The interior was a lavish two-story loft filled with imported luxury furniture. But the most eye-catching feature was the grand hallway in the center, covered with a red Italian carpet and crowned by a massive pink crystal chandelier. The lighting was dreamy and, surprisingly, pink.
The real thrill came as the three of them followed the beautiful housekeeper Yara Zen up the hallway. On both sides were European-style oil paintings—each one bold, vivid, and erotic! Every painting was unique in pose and detail, the expressions so lifelike they sent Shawn’s blood racing straight to his nether regions, making him walk bow-legged and look a bit ridiculous.
Yara Zen turned and saw Shawn staring at the steamy, provocative paintings lining the hallway, his pants already "violating building codes." With a mischievous smile, she sauntered over and teased, "Master, these 36 'Positions' paintings are your favorites! You spent $3.6 million buying them from modern oil painting master Wu Qiusheng. Hehe—every time you look at these, you get all fired up!"
Beside him, Lilian Grace kept her head down, too embarrassed to look at such explicit art. Her pretty face was flushed red, but when she heard they were works by Austin Wu, China’s most famous modern oil painter, she couldn’t help but mutter, "That’s impossible—why would Master Wu paint something so… so outrageous for $3.6 million? These must be fakes!"
Yara Zen chuckled at Lilian Grace’s disbelief. "Hehe, little sister, you really don’t know! These are absolutely by Master Austin Wu—he painted them when he was young and unknown, after learning oil painting techniques abroad. He was especially good at painting nudes. Back then, society was pretty conservative, so he struggled to get by. To survive, he painted these for pleasure-seekers. The '36 Positions' are his masterpiece. And trust me, little sister, what goes on between men and women is pure joy—you’ll understand soon enough!"
With that, she shot Shawn another wink, then giggled at Qianqian Liu, "Hehe—little sister, my Master will have you floating on air soon enough!"
"You—" Qianqian Liu blushed even deeper but said nothing more. There was no way she could win an argument with the experienced and flirtatious housekeeper, Yara Zen.
As they chatted, Yara Zen led the trio to a very special room on the second floor. Oddly enough, a golden leopard statue squatted in front of the door. Unlike other villas with lion or qilin statues, this one was truly unique. Above the door hung a plaque inscribed with two ancient characters: "Leopard House."
Seeing those words, Shawn was instantly startled, and a sense of "not for children" washed over him. As a history major at Southern University, he knew exactly what "Leopard House" meant. During the Ming Dynasty, emperors kept exotic animals, but none more famously than Emperor Wuzong, Zhu Houzhao. He loved raising all sorts of creatures and built a palace filled with beautiful women, musicians, and—most of all—leopards!
Why leopards? Because Emperor Wuzong was a master of play—he kept wild beasts in dungeons and dangled meat from bamboo poles to make them fight. Over time, most animals lost their spirit, but after countless experiments, he found that only leopards stayed fierce and energetic. That’s why they were his favorites!
His palace became known as the "Leopard House," a place for music, women, and leopards. Zhu Houzhao’s reputation for wild tastes was legendary—he wasn’t interested in the usual beauties but preferred older women, aunties, even pregnant ladies! He’d go from Han to minorities, from local to foreign, and if an alien mother landed on Earth, he’d probably try her too! In short, he never followed the rules.
Because the Leopard House was so wild and fun, Emperor Wuzong spent most of his life there—even died in it!
This bit of history left a deep impression on everyone in China. Mention "Leopard House" and anyone with a little historical knowledge will grin knowingly. Of course, those who don’t smile are just pretentious posers—people who secretly want to join in but act like moral guardians. The Bible says God especially dislikes them. (Author’s note:—Trust me, it’s true!)
Shawn thought to himself, "I bet Emperor Wuzong is the idol of this Praying Mantis Gavin Grant. Otherwise, why would he build his own Leopard House? There must be some wild and exciting entertainment inside—"
Just thinking about it made Shawn’s beastly blood boil all over again.