So they were not even willing to offer anything illicit? Charging meat prices for vegetables was a cardinal sin in honest business.
Although in a tourist city, that probably made trouble less likely.
As things suddenly changed, Fu Qian lowered his head to look at the heavy icy-glass jade hanging around his neck and made a brief assessment.
This turn of events was hardly surprising. The tour leader's warning not to talk to strangers hadn't been for nothing.
When he'd followed Brother Roe here, he'd already considered the possible business model and pricing.
Unfortunately, these days, everyone in business was so obsessed with cutting costs that they were practically losing their minds.
They'd hired someone with the classic look of Brother Roe, yet stubbornly refused to spend even a little more on the actual experience.
The cost didn't matter, but if things had always been this way, it seemed difficult to judge how well the emblem on the dancer's stomach worked.
"Sure. Can I have that, too?"
As everyone stared at him, Fu Qian had no objection to being called a "VIP." He pointed at the ring on the dancer's stomach.
"Giving you the veil means you've won the dancer's favor. You'll then be able to meet with her privately—"
The three men who'd emerged from the shadows all looked quite imposing. Now they stood around them, each blocking a different direction.
The one who spoke wasn't as burly as the others, and even wore a pair of real glasses for nearsightedness, but there was a ferocious look about his eyes and brows. As he spoke, he smiled without warmth.
Unfortunately, Fu Qian's reaction seemed to leave the man's Jianghu experience at a loss. He narrowed his eyes and looked Fu Qian up and down, then continued explaining the local