"Zong Shen..."
Ingram was breathing heavily, and even his speech had become halting.
Hearing those flashy sounds, Zong Shen, an old hand at this sort of thing, immediately knew what the guy was doing.
"Where's Little Blackie?"
"He... he's next door!"
"Oh, darling, yes, just like that..."
Zong Shen's face darkened. Before he could press further, Ingram continued.
"We're... at a pleasure house on North Street in the second ring."
"What is it?"
"Oh yeah... babe, you're amazing..."
Strange noises were mixed into the call.
Zong Shen rolled his eyes, realizing he could not count on those two.
"Forget it. Have fun."
"Just get back to the inn before dawn."
He shook his head and spoke succinctly before ending the communication.
On second thought, it was better not to push Little Blackie and Ingram too hard.
Especially Little Blackie. It had rarely had the chance to come out and see the world, so he might as well let it enjoy itself.
In any case, there was no need to worry about those [prostitutes] becoming pregnant with dragon offspring.
After all, every [prostitute] had undergone permanent sterilization.
Still, Little Blackie needed to control its strength while having fun, lest it kill someone by accident.
Little Blackie was, after all, a pure-blooded black dragon. Its physical strength and anatomy were vastly different from those of humans.
As for Ingram, it did not really matter.
Bards were all libertines. He had frequented pleasure houses often enough in the past, so Zong Shen let him do as he pleased.
After putting away the [Communication Crystal], Zong Shen returned to the inn with the two Kalan sisters.
He booked an additional suite for the sisters to rest in.
When he returned to his room, the kitten girl Elina and Tasia had already come back.
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