At this point, Abner finally understood why his coachman had worn that expression upon hearing they were coming to this alley...
So he thought I was here looking for thrills? Could Darkwill's new venture already be famous? What exactly had he done with the Whip of Pleasure I gave him...
Just as Abner's gaze at Darkwill grew increasingly strange, the latter finally came to his senses and spat, "Pah!" before saying:
"Damn new business! Competing with the Red Theater? I'm even losing a fortune on medicinal powder!
"Strictly speaking, this was all because of your idea..."
As Darkwill complained his way through the explanation, Abner gradually figured out what had happened.
After accepting Abner's suggestion last time, Darkwill had begun selecting suitable candidates among his customers and asking them to help search for his teacher's whereabouts.
However, once there were more people taking commissions, scammers were inevitable. They wanted to swindle money or potions from Darkwill with false information, and after being exposed, they would make a fuss. This forced the Fat Apothecary to use the Whip of Pleasure to intimidate them.
Yet during that time, the Whip of Pleasure's Ultimate Pleasure trait, which only had a 10% chance of activating, kept triggering... Instead, it attracted some perverts who came specifically to get whipped. Some even deliberately picked fights just so they could enjoy being lashed... Darkwill was quite helpless over it.
Abner was dumbfounded. He could not help asking, "Wouldn't it be enough to switch to an ordinary whip? Why did you insist on using the Whip of Pleasure?"
Could it be that you awakened some strange trait during this time too?
For a moment, the way he looked at Darkwill became even stranger.
Darkwill nearly bristled at the sight, but after glancing at Boudi, who was studying with