Paradise of Supreme Pleasure occupied a vast area, with a distinctly mixed flavor of Central Plains and Western Luo styles.
Pushing open the oak doors, Hong Yuan swept his gaze across the room. Crystal chandeliers cast a dim yellow glow over the noisy hall, where applause, cheers, and whistles rang out from time to time.
Bright lights illuminated the center of the dance floor.
A dozen graceful, voluptuous women swayed to the music.
These women were all quite young, around twenty. There were women from the Central Plains, Chaoguang, and Izumo, as well as several redheaded and blonde Western Luo women. Wearing only bandeau tops, short skirts with high slits, and high heels, they performed the fashionable cancan to wave after wave of cheers.
This ballroom was already lively, but roars rose from deeper within Paradise of Supreme Pleasure. The tremendous waves of sound rolled over from afar, drawing glances from many in the hall.
Some rose from their seats and headed farther inside.
Hong Yuan, however, had no interest.
He knew the noise came from the dueling arena. Compared with the ballroom, the arena was the true gold-devouring pit, where all manner of important figures threw away fortunes.
It reminded Hong Yuan of Lanyue Garden. Even if the world had changed and followed a different course of development, human nature remained the same.
But the arena mostly featured contests of strength between Strength Path practitioners. There might not even be one or two Foundation Establishment-level bouts in an entire year, and those were all between Outer Dao martial artists-
The standard was too low to be worth watching. At least it was less appealing than thighs and breasts.
Hong Yuan ordered a drink and found a seat. Before long, a turn of his gaze caught a figure leaving through