It was just as the man said. Within ten minutes, Xie Hsn was directed behind the counter into a secret room embedded into the wall.
Behind the wall was an extremely narrow passageway built when the tavern was being constructed. There were no lamps, and the passage seemed to lead into a bottomless well.
The fake beggar let him go first, and they walked down the dark and damp passage accompanied by the sound of dripping water and silence.
The passage was surprisingly long, and they walked for at least ten minutes, and Xie Han keenly felt the shifting walls, and from the darkness emerged a faint orange light like a candle flicker, and the passage became wider.
Finally, they walked out and into another room, and the hostess was sitting calmly, wearing bright red rouge on her lips. It was apparent that she had come straight from the brothel.
There was a single candle wick in front of her, which was the source of the flickering orange light.
