At Nine Joy Pavilion, Jiang Yue followed Master Qian and experienced what it meant to live in the lap of luxury.
Master Qian was every bit the charmer. He held a beautiful woman from the Underground Race in his arms and sipped their fine wine, enjoying himself to the fullest.
Jiang Yue, on the other hand, had little experience with this sort of thing, whether in the Surface World or the underground. He seemed a little ill at ease.
Of course, some of Jiang Yue's awkwardness was an act. It helped satisfy Master Qian's sense of superiority.
"Kid, what are you so nervous about? Loosen up. We're here to drink and have fun. If you're wound up this tight, how are you supposed to enjoy yourself?"
Jiang Yue gave an ingratiating chuckle. "Master Qian, to be honest, I've never been to a place like this before. I'm out of my depth. Please don't laugh at me."
Strangely enough, Master Qian found fault with everyone, yet he took a liking to Jiang Yue. Even when Jiang Yue seemed a little stiff, it didn't bother him.
"You're an honest one, kid. It's fine—loosen up. We paid good money, so let's have fun however we like. I hear there'll be an exciting show later, too. Plenty to enjoy. Don't waste this wonderful vacation."
Jiang Yue grinned. "Master Qian, let me toast you."
Master Qian drained his cup, one arm around each of two women, and enjoyed himself immensely.
The two Lizardmen were out of luck. With no warning, their retreat had been cut off, and they were trapped inside Pleasure House. Before long, they were turtles in a jar.
One of the guards spoke with the security staff on duty. They weren't friends, but they all made their living in the area, so