At the words "the Prefect," Qian Bochou quietly sat back down in his chair. "Then let Miss Qian'er keep the Prefect company. I'll cover the Prefect's expenses today, too."
"Of course, Master Qian." The brothel attendant's face broke into a broad smile. He bowed respectfully and agreed, then withdrew from the room.
Before long, all kinds of delicacies and dishes were brought to the table.
At Jiang Yun's feet, a girl crouched and washed them for him.
Beside him, another girl massaged his legs.
When he opened his mouth, a girl fed him.
The Daoist School wasn't as extreme as the Buddhist sect.
The Buddhist sect preached that the four elements were empty and one should have no desires or wants. As Jiang Yun understood it, wasn't that the obliteration of human nature?
It meant completely suppressing every facet of one's humanity.
The Daoist School sought to become one with the Dao, follow the natural order, and act as one's heart desired.
Jiang Yun did appreciate beauty.
Admiring beautiful things was human nature; there was no need to suppress it.
Still, he felt thoroughly uncomfortable with this. In his previous life, he'd spent most of his time cultivating in a Daoist temple.
He'd rarely even seen girls, much less a scene like this.
Qian Bochou, on the other hand, seemed right at home. He was nearly at the point of drinking a nuptial cup with the beautiful girl beside him.
If their purpose here weren't to help Xu Xiaogang investigate a case and track someone down,
Qian Bochou would probably have taken a girl upstairs to the fourth floor to bare all by now.
Xu Xiaogang, meanwhile, wore a face covering and didn't dare take it off...
After the time it took an incense stick to burn, the brothel attendant