About two hours into Su Yang's cultivation session with his client, a figure approached the massage parlor with confident and elegant steps.
The thugs standing by the door prepared to turn her away, but when they saw her face, their mouths immediately froze, and they didn't dare to speak any longer.
"What are you looking at? Are you going to threaten me if I go inside?" Feng Tianwei said to the thugs in a sneering voice.
"W-We don't dare." They quickly responded with stiff smiles on their faces.
Even with Qian Fuju backing them, neither of them dared to offend someone from the Red Light District.
"Hmph." Feng Tianwei coldly snorted before entering the massage parlor.
Seeing the closed door, she thought to herself, 'Does he actually have a client in this kind of situation?'
Feeling a little surprised, Feng Tianwei went back outside and asked the thugs, "Hey, did someone else go inside before me?"
