Under the guidance of Weidingled, David and the others exited through the back door of the casino and walked about 100 meters to the entrance of "Indian Style Street".
The flow of people entering the entrance was not small, but those coming in and out exhibited two markedly different demeanors.
Those entering bore faces full of anticipation, eagerly yearning.
However, the men coming out appeared listless, their gazes dim, as if they had been hollowed out inside.
"Let's go in, Director David!"
Following Weidingled, David entered and was greeted by a sea of flowers.
Yet more eye-catching than the flowers was the sight that everything here seemed to return to a state of pure nature, where people seemed to forget all outside morals and customs, mingling in all sorts of ways (ten thousand words omitted here).
Half an hour later.
The group browsed from the head of the street to the tail.
