Within Capital City, Hengjin Street was a renowned bustling district, lined with commercial establishments.
Red Apricot Flower Pavilion was a fairly famous place of entertainment on this street, and every day, countless people lost themselves in its glittering, intoxicating pleasures.
Even during the day, patrons often came and went.
Several pretty young women stood on the second floor of the pavilion, dressed scantily.
A layer of gauze wrapped around them as outerwear, their graceful figures half-hidden within it, their full curves practically bursting forth.
Their eyes and brows were enough to steal souls, leaving the men passing by on the street so flustered that they had long forgotten where they had intended to go, stumbling inside as though possessed.
One rather lecherous-looking man followed them in as well.
"Sir, did you come alone? Would you like us to keep you company for drinks and songs?"
A woman quickly came forward to greet him, smiling seductively with polished professionalism. Linking her arm through his, she naturally led him toward a private room on the second floor.
"Yes, yes, here to have fun." The lecherous man looked both awkward and flushed, making him appear even more sleazy.
His crossed eyes stared at the woman beside him as though glued to her, unable to move away.
The woman did not seem disgusted in the slightest. She chuckled lightly, fanning herself with one hand.
A fragrant breeze carrying her body scent drifted past him, and the lecherous man became even less able to restrain himself, trembling all over in excitement.
Even a starving ghost of lust would probably have behaved no worse than this. It was too painful to look at.
The man was led into a private room just like that.
A faint incense fragrance permeated the room. A woman was kneeling behind