âStupid. We didnât come here to visit the brothel,â Zilan spoke up.
âEn, sheâs right.â Feng Chuge continued to head forward. âLetâs go in. Thereâs no shop in this world that doesnât do business.â
The four of them moved together.
âHo? Ladies, this is not a place you should be visiting.â Just as they were about to enter, a woman with heavy makeup laughed aloud.
Feng Chuge paid no heed to her as she continued walking.
âDidnât you hear me talking? Or are you here to find your man?â While the woman spoke, she obstructed Feng Chuge.
She then sized Feng Chuge up and down.
âSuch a beautiful lady canât even keep her husband? It seems like youâre lacking in the servicing department!â
Zilan had a short temper. The moment she heard what the lady said, she was instantly enraged.
She stepped forward and said, âYou better control your mouth.â
Feng Chuge raised her hand and stopped Zilan.
She then looked at the woman. âCall out your Madame.â
âOh, I know now. Youâre not here to look for your husband, but instead, you want to enter our Drunken Dream Pavilion.â
âYou better call for your Madame right now⦠Otherwise, your head may end up spinning,â Feng Chuge narrowed her eyes and said coldly.
Her voice was originally clear and now that her tone turned cold, it gave off a bone-chilling feeling.
The woman looked at Feng Chugeâs expressionless face and instantly understood that she was not a person to be provoked.
She dared not continue lingering around.
âOk, Iâll go right now, alright?â
After a while, the female brothel keeper was called out.
The moment she saw four beautiful women, her eyes instantly brightened up.
âLadies, youâre looking for me?â
Feng Chuge pulled the woman by the arm and said, âLetâs talk somewhere else.â
When they arrived at a quiet location, the Madame took a step back and sized up the stunning woman dressed in light blue robes. The stunned look in her eyes intensified. âGirl, are you thinking ofâ¦â
Before she could finish her sentence, Feng Chuge interrupted, âLead me to the underground trading area.â
The Madame was surprised.
The underground trading area was a place where the wealthy, core younger generation of various families liked to visit.
As it was an underground shop where underground transactions happened, the Drunken Dream Pavilion was used as a cover. There were not many who knew of it.
The Madame was surprised for a second before she laughed. âMiss, the underground trading area is not a place just anyone can enter⦠If you wish to go in, you have to pay a deposit of 5 million silver⦠Itâs not a place you can visit just because you want to.â
Paying a deposit of 5 million was the underground trading area rule.
First, it limited the class of the people visiting, and secondly, it prevented people from deliberately inquiring about the underground area.
â5 million?â Feng Chuge asked.
âThatâs right. 5 million. If you are unable to afford it, donât even think about it.â The Madame assumed they were incapable of paying and grew impatient.
She turned around with the intention to leave and Biluo suddenly appeared before her, then took out a stack of silver notes from her bosom.
The Madameâs expression instantly changed even though she only took out several pieces of silver notes.
There was the word âHeavenâ written in gold shining on the edge of the note that was particularly dazzling.
The Heaven silver note had a special existence in the Yuntian Continent. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Denominations of other silver notes were not big. However, those notes with the word âHeavenâ printed on them could amount to 1 million.
What Biluo had taken out were five Heaven silver notes that equaled 1 million each.