Everyone in the world knew that the red dust house was owned by Jiang Xiyue. It was mostly used to entertain important guests.
Usually, those who could come in to spend money were not ordinary people.
At a glance, the decorations in the building were very luxurious. There were some potted plants around, and the spiritual herbs were planted inside.
A maid walked over, dressed in a long dress. She bowed respectfully and said, "Lord Lin, please come with me."
The maid of the red dust house was even more beautiful than the maid of Yue Xuan's headquarters. She moved lightly with her lotus steps, exuding a graceful grace.
The Red Dust House's interior was very large. Even Lin Mo was taken aback. To be decorated so extravagantly, it must have consumed a lot of financial resources.
No wonder he had accidentally heard that some noble families would come to places similar to the red dust house for banquets.
