No one outside answered. Teng Lingfeng rubbed his temples and asked again:
"What happened outside?"
Still, no one answered.
Holding his forehead, Teng Lingfeng could only pull aside the curtain and step out.
The moment he emerged, he saw his guards and Shadow Guards lying unconscious on the ground. Before he could react, a handful of medicinal powder flew into his face, and he collapsed just like that.
Looking at the people strewn across the ground, Song Yaoyao ordered her guards to search them and take all their banknotes and anything that could prove their identities.
Once that was done, Song Yaoyao continued:
"Move everyone on the ground into the carriage first. We'll drive it somewhere secluded."
"All right."
When they reached a secluded spot, Ning Chaorui asked:
"What now?"
Song Yaoyao said, "The fabric of their clothes is too fine. One look tells you these aren't things ordinary people could wear.
"Cousin, have someone find a few sets of coarse hemp clothes and change them into those."
"All right."
By the time Teng Lingfeng and the others had been changed, an hour had passed.
Chen Yixiao pointed at the carriage and asked:
"What are you planning to do, dressing them up like this?"
Song Yaoyao glanced at the sky and asked:
"Do you know what time the male brothels in Heavenly Fortune City open for business?"
Chen Yixiao and the others exchanged looks. Finally, Chen Yixiao answered:
"Brothels generally open for business after dark. Judging by the sky, they should already be open."
Song Yaoyao's eyes shone especially brightly as she said:
"That's wonderful.
"How much do you think we could make selling this merchandise in the carriage to a male brothel?"
Everyone stared at Song Yaoyao in disbelief. Selling a kingdom's prince to a male brothel-what was she