In the depths of Fragrance Street, there's a shop bearing the sign of Fragrance Fang.
"I heard that this morning, Zhou Haibo got beaten up by some country boy from out of town?"
Behind a semi-transparent screen, the silhouette of a woman was outlined, and although her face couldn't be seen through the screen, her enchanting, delicate figure was unmistakable.
The woman was lying sideways on an imperial concubine chair, her chest rising and falling dramatically.
Outside the screen stood a young girl wearing a red cheongsam.
The girl didn't look old, but her physique was in stark contrast to her youthful appearance.
Especially those long, straight, shapely and fair legs beneath the high slits of the cheongsam—they were the type one would never tire of even after ten years.
"Yes, Sister Xue, I just inquired about it. I heard that the kid arrived on Fragrance Street last night, and he's now at Meimei Massage Hall!"
The girl replied earnestly.
"One of Su Mei's people?"
