The moment the door opened, Lu Mengyao felt almost nauseous.
She grabbed the doorknob and swung the door fully open, revealing the scene inside the room to her and Liu Mang.
The two of them widened their eyes as they looked at the scene within, having never imagined that in their lifetime they could witness such a depraved sight.
This room was not just large, it was at least one hundred square meters, and circular in shape.
Tables lined the walls of the room, holding various alcoholic beverages, tobacco, and some particularly special items.
In the center of the room sat a large round bed, with the floor covered in a thick carpet.
Throughout the room, on top of the bed, beneath it, on the carpet, by the tables, everywhere, were men and women indulging in debaucherous joy, at least forty or fifty of them in sight.
Lu Mengyao also stared wide-eyed, trembling with anger. What did these filthy men take women for? Nothing but playthings.
Shameless, utterly shameless!
