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At 10 p.m., it was the busiest time at Jianghai Entertainment City. The lights were dazzling, and the crowd was bustling. Although spring had arrived, the temperature had hardly risen, and the cold, biting wind made it feel as though winter had yet to end.
However, the women here seemed to be living in a different world, already dressed in summer fashion, each one sporting deep V-neck tops and short skirts that barely reached the thighs, showing off their pale, beautiful legs like a contest of blooming flowers. A single stroll around the place was a visual feast.
"They're nothing but a bunch of enchantresses!" Ouyang Feifei felt like Monk had entered the Kingdom of Women, utterly uncomfortable.
"Since ancient times, mocking the poor has never been as acceptable as mocking the prostitute. Earning a living by one's skills is always better than resorting to swindling and trickery," Li Huai said.
