The painful lesson from the last time he went to the brothel to perform a mission was still vivid in his mind. Wei Ting was a hundred times unwilling to enter such a place again.
"The two of you go. I've been looking all the way. My mission is completed. It's your turn next!"
Su Mo and Jing Yi exchanged glances and walked forward from behind Wei Ting.
Wei Ting thought that the two of them were going in. Unexpectedly, when the two of them passed by him, they suddenly reached out and stopped him.
"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing? Let go of me!"
Wei Ting struggled.
The struggle was ineffective.
Su Mo and Jing Yi carried him into the brothel.
There were many martial arts sects on Thousand Mountain Island, and the style of the brothel was also a little like the martial world. There were few women who offered skills, zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting, but there were many who danced with knives and spears.
