However, just as the few of them were feeling pleased with themselves.
The private room door opened at that moment, and several figures appeared outside.
"Who the hell... is it..."
"Don't you know I'm in here?!"
The sound of the door opening caught the attention of those inside the private room.
Wu Yong in particular immediately began cursing loudly.
But when they saw the person standing at the front—a bewitching woman in a pale pink dress—
Wu Yong and the other four men's expressions changed drastically, and their arrogant, overbearing manner vanished without a trace.
There was no other reason: this woman was the owner of Hundred Flowers Pavilion.
The owner of Hundred Flowers Pavilion was not someone small fry like them could afford to provoke.
Even their Master, Luo Jinghe, the Vice Prefect of White Path Prefecture, would not dare show any disrespect before her.
That was because the owner of Hundred Flowers Pavilion had countless tangled connections with the Prefect Lord.
However, before Wu Yong could open his mouth to apologize,
the owner of Hundred Flowers Pavilion stepped aside, revealing several men behind her.
Under Wu Yong's horrified gaze, the owner of Hundred Flowers Pavilion wore a fawning smile.
She smiled at the men standing at the doorway. "My lords, the people inside are Wu Yong and the others."
"Please do as you wish, my lords. I shall not disturb your business and will take my leave first."
"You lot, come out!"
Seeing this, the lust in Wu Yong and the others instantly vanished. They all rose to their feet, their expressions incomparably grim.
The women beside them also fled from the private room one after another.
At that moment, Wu Yong clearly saw the clothes worn by the people outside.
Though the colors of their Brocade Robes