The Golden Wind Jade Dew Tower was not far from the Qinhuai River, but it was not located in a bustling part of Jiankang City either.
After all, a place like this was always somewhat damaging to public morals. Other than utterly righteous heroes, anyone who came here had to put up some cover, like plugging their ears while stealing a bell.
As the sages said, "Seek prostitutes far away, gamble close to home." That was the reasoning behind it.
Naturally, Su Che would not swagger over there. He merely changed into a brocade robe commonly worn by merchants, put on a black gauze net cap, and swayed along step by step toward the Golden Wind Jade Dew Tower.
The ways of the human world were actually much the same. If one wanted good business, there had to be a clustering effect.
If a restaurant's food was delicious, it would not do much good to open it alone. There had to be grand northern and southern cuisines, eastern snacks and western delicacies all around it before business would flourish.
The same went for selling anything. Selling flesh was no exception.
The area around the Golden Wind Jade Dew Tower was filled with places where courtesans lingered and red sleeves beckoned.
Dressed as he was, Su Che found that everyone around him was a fellow traveler strolling about with the same purpose.
One spoke of how exquisite some household's girl was, another praised the bewitching allure of women elsewhere. None of it escaped the truth that food and sex were human nature, the five flavors of the mortal world.
Since he was already considered one devoted to seeking the Dao, Su Che had not entirely severed such romantic fancies, but he did not particularly care for them either.
Yet as he