As Ye Lin pondered, the eerie music around them came to a stop, and the dozen or so women performing before them slowly withdrew.
"Thank you all for gracing our establishment. I hope everyone has a wonderful time."
Shen Qingxue rose with a smile. Then, after sweeping her emotionless gaze around the room, she turned and left.
Watching her departing figure, Ye Lin took a mask from his robes and put it on, then rose to follow Shen Qingxue.
"My goodness, Daoist, you haven't actually gotten that kind of idea, have you?"
Ye Lin's actions gave Eastern Deity quite a scare. Any cultivator who ventured through the outside world usually had two identities—one in the open, and one in the shadows.
Clearly, Ye Lin putting on a mask now meant he was activating his second identity.
That meant he was about to do something that could not see the light of day.
Looking at Little Beauty in his arms, Eastern Deity tossed her aside, rose, and followed behind Ye Lin.
He wanted to see just what Ye Lin intended to do.
"You wait here."
Dark Night reluctantly set down Little Red, whom he had been holding, and followed Eastern Deity. These three women held very low status; even if Ye Lin were exposed, it would not cause the slightest problem.
Ye Lin followed closely behind Shen Qingxue, winding through one small bend after another. At last, before a long red corridor, Ye Lin stepped in front of Shen Qingxue and blocked her path.
"Who are you?"
Seeing the unfamiliar masked man before her, Shen Qingxue frowned. She was at the peak of the Heavenly Immortal realm. This man had followed her all this time without her noticing, which meant he was a True Immortal.
A True Immortal had come looking