"Neon Night? A bar? Foreign-language exchange with international friends?" Mu Yun flipped through the booklet, then gave the blond-haired man in front of him a strange look.
A bar and a language exchange? Is any of this aboveboard?
"Buddy, we run a legitimate business. Safe and harmless, guaranteed. Worth every penny, and you'll be thinking about it long afterward!"
The blond-haired man chuckled and lowered his voice.
Mu Yun: ...
Seriously? You're this shady, and you're handing out flyers in broad daylight?
Seeming to sense Mu Yun's doubts, the man continued in a low voice. "It's a border region. You know how it is. Nobody cares about little things like this. Besides, our Russian girls are something else."
With that, he stopped pestering Mu Yun. He merely said that if Mu Yun was interested, he could follow the times and directions in the booklet to find him.
Then Mu Yun watched him dash over to another young man who looked honest and shy.
After just a few words, the young man's face turned bright red. He stared fixedly at the booklet, apparently lost in fantasy.
"So this is Heihe City." Mu Yun considered it, then thought, It's pretty wild.
Soliciting customers right outside a university was a bold move.
Are they counting on young men fresh away from home being unable to contain their... excitement?
Well, they probably were.
Mu Yun shook his head and slipped the booklet into his backpack.
It wasn't that he wanted to ask some long-legged Russian beauty to teach him the Ice Luo Language. He just wanted to keep a way to contact them.
From the look of the man, he was probably connected to the local operators.
That connection might come in handy if Mu Yun ever needed information.
After that brief interruption, Mu