Aaron swaggered into the Alum Building, where a charming Old Pimp in her thirties, still radiating allure, came up to greet him: "Taoist Priest, you honor us with your presence..."
Her face was brightened by a clever, charming smile, as if the sight of a Taoist visiting the brothel didn't faze her in the slightest.
After all, not all branches of Taoism forbade marriage or intimacy; besides, who's to say he didn't just fancy wearing Taoist robes?
"I have long heard of the Alum Building's great reputation, and now that I see it for myself, it truly lives up to its name..."
Aaron looked around and found that the environment, the amenities, and, most importantly, the women were indeed exceptional, prompting him to express his admiration aloud.
The royal family certainly would not be here today...
