It was night.
Qin Shujian rested in a guest room.
He had originally planned to stay at an inn, but Lin Wanyou had insisted on inviting him, so he stayed at the Chengyun Trading Company instead.
Knock, knock!
"The door isn't locked. Come in!"
Clack!
The door opened, and Lin Wanyou walked in.
Seeing Qin Shujian sitting cross-legged in meditation, he could not help praising him. "You cultivate so diligently, Sect Master Qin. No wonder you're already one of the True Domain's strongest at such a young age.
"With such talent and such dedication, you truly put me to shame!"
"I'm simply idle. If I don't cultivate, there's nothing else to do."
Qin Shujian shook his head as he replied.
As he spoke,
he uncrossed his legs, sat down at the round table in the room, and poured two cups of tea. "Please, Chief Steward!"
"Thank you!"
Lin Wanyou thanked him first, then smiled at Qin Shujian. "You haven't had much chance to explore Bifeng City yet, have you, Sect Master Qin?"
"I saw a little when I entered the city."
"Since you're here tonight, why don't we go for a stroll? I can show you what Bifeng City is like at night."
At this point,
Lin Wanyou waggled his eyebrows and smiled suggestively. "Bifeng City's Pink Brothels are famous. Everyone who comes here simply has to experience them."
Looking at his expression,
and considering what he had said,
Qin Shujian felt a little confused, but instinctively sensed there was more to this.
Pink Brothels?
After repeating the phrase to himself a few times, he suddenly understood. When he looked at Lin Wanyou again, the man's expression seemed strange no matter how he viewed it.
I treated you as a friend.
And you actually want to take me to...
"Ahem."