Hearing him say that, Zu'an was really intrigued. He wondered just how beautiful Qiu Honglei must be to drive so many men crazy.

There's no need to mention that old lecher Ji Dengtu.

Even Chu Hongcai, who is usually aloof and expressionless, is now acting like a lovesick fool.

The three of them then hurried towards Shenxianju. Although Zu'an hadn't ridden a horse much before, he had at least seen others ride them, and with his improved physical condition after his cultivation, maintaining his balance wasn't difficult.

Along the way, both Chu Hongcai and Chu Yucheng took the opportunity to inquire about Chu Chuyan's specific injuries from Zu An.

Zu'an understood perfectly well, and each time he would make light of the situation with a joke.

Before long, Zuan followed the two to a street where the air was filled with a strange fragrance.

Chu Yucheng, standing to the side, winked and said, though his eyes were too small and hidden in his chubby face to be clearly seen: "Flying Sky New Alley is actually far more than just Shenxianju. There are hundreds of brothels of all kinds scattered along this street, making it a veritable paradise for men."

"Hundreds of them?" Zu'an was dumbfounded. Did Brightmoon City really have such a large consumer market?

Although Bright Moon City is a large city, it is still far inferior to the international metropolises of the previous life. The population density of cities in this world is also far less than that of cities in the previous life. Many people are still poor people with little spending power. Can there really be so many customers to support the prosperity here?

“You don’t understand. Mingyue City is a well-known prosperous place, and it is also a hub for the transshipment of goods from several nearby prefectures. In particular, it produces salt and iron locally, and its reputation for wealth is known throughout the world.” Chu Hongcai spoke up, saying with a proud look on his face. “Not only does Mingyue City have a large population, but the trade routes between various places are also endless, which has driven the rise of all walks of life and created the prosperity of Mingyue City today.”

Zu An roughly understood; this was similar to Yangzhou in ancient China.

With ten thousand strings of cash around his waist, he rode a crane down to Yangzhou.

It's hard to imagine how many people in ancient times longed for that.

The situation in Mingyue City is similar now.

He looked down the street and saw that it was full of colorful buildings of all kinds. Many girls in tattered clothes peeked out of the windows, some covering their mouths and laughing softly, others being bold and unrestrained... Their methods of attracting customers were simply a diverse array of unique talents.

Chu Yucheng took a deep breath and exclaimed, "Even the air is filled with an ambiguous and indescribable sweet fragrance, which must be the natural scent of all the ladies. This place truly deserves to be called a paradise for men."

Zuan couldn't help but say, "Are you sure it's not just cosmetics that's been marinated in?"

This fat guy usually seems kind and innocent, but I never expected him to be such a seasoned driver on Mount Akina.

Chu Yucheng: "..."

He was initially bursting with enthusiasm, feeling he could write some poetry, but after what he said, he swallowed it all back down.

Zuan took this opportunity to survey the surrounding area. Although there were many brothels in this new alley, the first thing that would attract his attention upon arriving here was definitely the Immortal Abode in front of him.

A multi-story building rose from the ground, far surpassing other brothels in the vicinity in both scale and grandeur.

Zuan noticed it not because of its carved beams and painted rafters, where every architectural detail could have been listed as a cultural heritage in his previous life; nor because of the three characters "Shenxianju" (Immortal Abode) on the plaque above the main gate, which were written in a flamboyant and elegant style, clearly the work of a master calligrapher.

It was because the area near the entrance was already packed with people, with countless people frantically shouting Qiu Honglei's name.

Zu An clicked his tongue in amazement. This scene was similar to those popular celebrities appearing in the bustling city in his previous life. What's more, Qiu Honglei didn't even show her face. He didn't know what these people were so crazy about.

Don't they realize that the goddesses they are so madly infatuated with will eventually become playthings of the powerful?

Chu Hongcai said with delight, "Luckily we arrived early today, there aren't too many people yet."

Zuan blinked, looking at the crowded scene in front of him, and thought to himself, "Brother, do you have some kind of misunderstanding about the word 'not many'?"

As if sensing his confusion, Chu Yucheng smiled and explained, "These are just on the outside watching the excitement; they can't get into Shenxianju at all. So what Second Brother said isn't wrong. We should be considered early, and we can go and grab a good spot later."

As he spoke, he squeezed into the crowd. He was quite fat and much larger than the average person. In the previous family competition, he fought like a small tank. Now, he was even more adept at clearing a path for these ordinary people.

Chu Yucheng shoved his chubby hand, and the people in front of him were jostled and knocked over.

His actions naturally drew a barrage of criticism, but given his formidable strength, they only dared to verbally express their opinions.

Seeing the densely packed crowd around him, Zu'an's eyes darted around. These were all living, breathing sources of anger; how could he let them off so easily? So he began to shout:

"Hey everyone, make way, make way! If you can't get in, what are you all doing here, blocking the way?"

Although they had never heard the word "Luther" before, languages ​​are often interconnected, and in this situation, everyone seemed to understand the sarcastic tone in his words without any instruction, and they couldn't help but become furious.

Rage from Luther A +99!

Rage from Luther B +99!

Rage from Luther C +99!

...

Seeing the anger value message received in the backend, Zaun sighed inwardly, "How pathetic, a mere extra who doesn't even deserve a name."

As the crowd surged toward him with great excitement, Chu Yucheng kept wiping the sweat from his forehead. He was fat and naturally sweated a lot, but he knew that all the sweat was from being scared by the guy behind him.

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