"Coming!"
A few beautifully dressed girls slowly walked downstairs.
They thought that they were some ugly men who had fun. Who would have thought that they were a few young nobles who looked like immortals?
This surprised the girls. They had never looked forward to receiving guests so much.
In the past, it was a girl who received a guest. Now, there were only four young masters, but eight to nine of them came in one go.
If not for the procuress standing behind with her hands on her hips and glaring, the girls of the Myriad Immortals Building would have all turned their heads and come over.
Just as they were about to move up, Wei Ting said coldly, "Is this all your Myriad Immortals Building has?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the girls paused and were extremely resentful.
