The silver electronic door opened, and that hearty voice had come from Valery.
He dismissed the male and female attendants, then beamed at Guan Tong. "Come in, my friend."
Guan Tong stepped through the doorway and found himself in an exhibition hall with an intricate layout.
Spiral staircases on both sides of the hall wound upward to the Second Floor. A dance stage stood in the middle, where handsome men and beautiful women with lithe figures danced. Around the stage were all manner of expensive entertainment facilities, many of which Guan Tong had never even seen before.
Male and female attendants in tailcoats and masks carried wine through the various facilities, serving the young scions of powerful families dressed in thin silk garments.
Amid the soft music and a faint, elusive fragrance, beneath the somewhat dim warm lighting, anyone who entered would inevitably feel a slightly intoxicated sense of languid pleasure.
"Well, my friend? Are you satisfied with the atmosphere here? Isn't it relaxing and pleasant?" Valery said with a smile.
Like the other guests, he wore thin silk clothing. But paired with his bloated body, the fabric was truly hard to compliment.
"Minister Valery asked to meet with me. What is this about?"
To be honest, Guan Tong did not find this place relaxing or pleasant in the slightest. Instead, his stomach churned with disgust.
To him, staying in this decadent place was worse than remaining in the barren mountains of Mingdao Mountain. At least the air there was fresh, unlike this place, which reeked of nauseating perfume.
"Heh, my friend is rather impatient."
Seeing that Guan Tong had gone straight to the point without any intention of small talk, Valery pointed toward the Second Floor.
"Then let's talk in the VIP room upstairs."
"Let's go."
The two crossed