"Perfume! It's Succubus Kiss Perfume!"
"Milo Perfume Shop really didn't lie to me—you like this scent!"
A huge, oily face leaned in from the side.
He Xi hurriedly shifted away.
The overpowering stench, like fermented flower petals mixed with sweaty body odor, was so nauseating it made He Xi's eyes go numb.
This middle-aged wealthy merchant hadn't noticed there was a young man beside him at all.
His bloodshot eyes were glued to that slender waist as he waved his arms excitedly. "Lamasha!! I want you for one night!! I don't care how much it costs!"
The tiefling girl at the edge of the stage lowered her head as though frightened by the scene.
Her shoulders drew in, yet her body continued moving to the rhythm, swaying with the strings.
The dance began anew. As she spun, and that petite, pitiful figure turned her back to the audience below, disgust flashed through her eyes and vanished.
"Attendant! What's the highest bid right now? I'll pay double! I'll give everything I have to this little enchantress—hard!"
"Haha, another one's gone mad!"
The guests around them burst into laughter.
"Don't bother. No matter how many Gold Shields you throw around, Lamasha won't pick you."
"That's right. She's different from the ordinary women here. She only chooses men she likes the look of! She only favors extraordinary people like me!"
"How is that possible?!" The wealthy merchant shouted, his neck crimson. "I... I'm different in her eyes! She even came over and hinted at it just now!"
"Attendant, triple! I'll give triple the tip!"
What a great job.
The conversations of the surrounding guests and the merchant's arguments made He Xi laugh despite himself.
The star performer really was different.
He had no idea whether the admission tickets earned her a cut, but