Xiao Wu was still standing beside Yin Hao, hugging his arm and repeatedly asking, "What's a brothel?" and "What do brothels do?" leaving Yin Hao thoroughly embarrassed.
Only when she saw Dai Mubai approaching did Xiao Wu finally stop asking.
"Um... Hao... I want to..."
Dai Mubai did not even know how to begin. How was he supposed to say it? That he wanted to visit a brothel but had run out of money?
Borrowing money to visit prostitutes—even with Dai Mubai's thick skin, he could not help feeling awkward about it.
Seemingly seeing Dai Mubai's predicament, Yin Hao patted him on the shoulder and spoke.
"Didn't I say it before? We're brothers. Just say the word if you need anything!"
Dai Mubai looked at Yin Hao with deep gratitude. No longer hesitating, he said, "I want to borrow some money. Not much—one Gold Soul Coin will do..."
The brothel only had ordinary people, no Soul Masters. Even for a woman of superior looks, one Gold Soul Coin was enough.
As for Ma Hongjun... he usually looked for ones that cost a Silver Soul Coin. Just thinking about his heavy tastes made Dai Mubai feel sick.
Yin Hao frowned after hearing this, making Dai Mubai freeze. Could it be... that one Gold Soul Coin was too much? Surely not? Hadn't he won quite a lot earlier?
But before he could ask, Yin Hao spoke.
"Are you looking down on your brother? You're talking about borrowing money between brothers? And just one Gold Soul Coin at that?"
He then took a small, bulging pouch from his ring. It seemed to contain a dozen or so Gold Soul Coins, and he tossed it to Dai Mubai.
"It's not much. Just take it and use it. Consider it a gift from your brother.