"Welcome, sir!"
The moment he stepped into the brothel, the scent of all kinds of perfume filled his nostrils.
The decor and ambiance alone were enough to put anyone in a good mood.
Many of the girls were dressed rather scantily, leaving their fine figures on full display.
Plenty of male visitors were drinking and chatting merrily. On the raised stage in the center, a songstress was performing. There was none of the usual vulgarity of a brothel; instead, the place had an elegant air, fresh and refined.
A charming madam came over, her manicured hands warmly greeting Chaos.
With more than twenty years of experience, she could tell that although the man before her was dressed simply, he was rich. Even if he wasn't, his handsome face and physique were sure to attract plenty of girls willing to offer themselves for free.
Since the reforms, they had enjoyed a great deal of freedom.
They had Queen of Joy and the Great Emperor to thank for that!
Too bad she had never had the chance to meet them.
"Sir, what kind of service would you like?"
The madam practically pressed herself against Chaos, speaking in a soft, lilting voice.
She even blew into his ear.
She was clearly an old hand at teasing men.
"What services do you offer here?"
Chaos remained calm and composed. He was a man who could resist temptation.
A little trick like this wasn't going to seduce him. Dream on!
Chaos scoffed inwardly.
"Oh my, sir, your hand is so naughty."
The madam laughed, her body swaying. A large hand was roaming back and forth over her hip-hugging skirt.
Did this customer's hand have some kind of magic power?
Should she personally see to him?
She had been feeling a little lonely lately.
"Bring me