The proprietor of the Sand-Scouring Waves was a graceful and demure woman. She stood there, beautiful and elegant.

She looked young, nothing like the popular image of a gaudy old procuress. Despite her youth, she wasn’t the least bit insipid when dealing with guests. She was well-spoken, and she smiled charmingly.

“Young Master Yuan, have you brought friends with you?” When she saw Yuan Luoyu, she greeted him with a smile and curtsy. A faint, elegant fragrance wafted into the air, soothing the heart.

Huang Qianjun instantly burst into laughter. He could tell at a glance that Yuan Luoyu was a frequent customer. With an old hand like him around, they could see what the brothel really had to offer.

Of course, they wouldn’t need to worry about deception or trickery, either. This worked out perfectly.

Yuan Luoyu coughed dryly. “Madam Fangqiu, this time, I’ve brought a highly distinguished guest with me. You mustn’t be the least bit negligent, or I, Yuan Luoyu, will be the first to hold you accountable!”

This declaration wasn’t the least bit polite. However, it came from the mouth of Yuan Luoyu, one of the highest-status young masters in the entire city. Who dared doubt the weight of his words?

The proprietress, Madam Fangxiu, hurriedly nodded. “Young Master...