At this moment, the Wan Hua Lou's ground floor hall was brimming with festivity and merriment.
As the top brothel in Ling'an City, many wealthy merchants, notable personages, and young talents came here to seek pleasure.
Yet at this moment, one particular table caught the attention of many.
Not because of the eminence of the people seated there, but because of the table's unusual silence.
So silent that it seemed out of place amidst the bustling backdrop.
No laughter, no jesting, only the sound of chewing food.
The women around the table staring in disbelief at the four indulging themselves, each having a question mark vividly appear in their minds.
What's going on?
Could it be that their allure is inferior to the roast chicken on the table? Otherwise, why wouldn't they spare even a glance?
Or perhaps, these four people came especially just to eat?
Just as these ladies were stuck in confusion amidst chaos.
