A week have passed since Qian Fuju's disappearance, and business was as usual within the Heavenly Massage.
In fact, business was so good that Mei Xing and Mei Ying had forgotten about Qian Fuju, allowing them to focus on their work.
Early in the morning on one day, an extremely beautiful woman wearing red robes and red heels approached the Heavenly Massage.
When the pedestrians there saw this red-robed figure, their eyes widened with shock.
"T-That's the Red-robed Madam! What is she doing here?"
"Do you think she's here because of what happened to her son, Qian Fuju?"
"Very likely…"
The pedestrians there mumbled to each other in a mosquito-like voice. Unlike when they cursed Qian Fuju out loud, nobody there dared to speak badly of the Red-robed Madam out loud.
