The group of eight briskly navigated towards the ornate corridor leading to the famed luxurious private rooms under the guidance of a strikingly beautiful young woman. Along their route, they encountered a bevy of handsome men and alluring women, particularly Kay—the quintessential playboy whose rate of partners switched faster than a quick change of clothesscouted for beauties for a joyous interlude here, albeit temporarily restraining himself.
The gates to the luxury chambers gleamed a rich golden hue, carved with nine towering dragons interlacing through clouds and mist, bestowing an awe-inspiring presence, with the portals alone evidencing a grand expenditure.
"This private room is truly something else, even the doorway exudes grandeur," Dasy exclaimed, unable to contain her wonder.
"Step inside, let's not gawk like country folk seeing the big city for the first time? Vin couldn't resist quipping, clearly directing the barb at Erwin.
