Thinking of this, Yanxiu took out several packets of spirit stones again: "It must be the courtesan Sanghuo."

The madam's eyes lit up. "Then I'll take you to see Boss Sang right away, but if Boss Sang doesn't agree..."

"Don't worry, I have plenty of ways to get him to agree."

Just as the two ghosts were exchanging a smile, the young man in red robes and with black hair interrupted them: "What means do you have to make me agree?"

The shy old woman turned her head and met a handsome ox's face.

Although she wasn't breathing, she could feel herself holding her breath.

This handsome man was none other than the courtesan Sang Huo.

Completely stunned, Yanxiu forgot to speak.

Sang Huo chuckled lightly, "So you're the one who wants to request me?"

A single sentence brought Yanxiu back to her senses. She coughed lightly and pointed at Su Diandian and the other person who were going up the stairs.

"It wasn't me, it was him."

Sang Huo looked in the direction she pointed, his beautiful eyes narrowing slightly.

He said softly, "You have indeed come up with a good idea."

Yan Xiu smiled shyly. Her master's words were indeed true; the spirit stone could move everything.

The madam looked at Sang Huo with some concern: "Boss Sang, are you really going to take customers? You've already..."

“I don’t answer other people’s calls,” Sang Huo interrupted her. “But if it’s her, then I’m the only one who can answer.”

Wow, what an amazing guest could possibly be to win over Boss Sang?

The madam followed his gaze and saw Su Diandian being led into the room by the pimp.

The moment her gaze fell upon Su Diandian, the madam's eyes popped out of their sockets and fell to the ground.

She quickly crouched down to pick it up, exclaiming, "It's her! How could it be her?"