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The pounding music shook the room. On the dance floor, plenty of men and women clung to each other as they danced, the atmosphere sizzling. Most of them were white.
Chen Shouyi felt a little out of place as soon as he stepped inside. There was nothing like this on the Great Xia Nation battlefield.
"Hey, handsome, want to dance?" A white woman in revealing clothes, with a ** figure, called out loudly, her gaze teasing.
"Interested in a drink?" another woman asked.
Chen Shouyi grabbed the little hand that was trying to cop a feel. "Sorry, I'm not interested."
He gently pushed past a few women.
"Never been here before, have you?" Li Wenwu said with a smile. Then he lowered his voice, his face turning sleazy. "White women are pretty open. The ones from Lucy Nation are a little more reserved, but with the European Alliance, you just need to catch their eye. If you want to save yourself the trouble, there are plenty from the comfort corps inside, too. You only have to pay a little."
Chen Shouyi couldn't help looking at Li Wenwu with disdain.
Who would've thought that even someone with such a respectable face could be so worldly? He was disgracing the title of legendary martial artist.
"This is the 'nice place' you were talking about?" Chen Shouyi said. He'd be better off going back to his quarters and playing flying chess with the two Little Dots.
"Where else can you relax on the battlefield?" Li Wenwu asked.
That did make some sense.
"What's the comfort corps?" Chen Shouyi couldn't help asking in a low voice.
"They're all here to make some extra money, or just to freeload. Every skin color, you name it... You know what I mean. Anyone