Lin Jiang Mansion.
It was already late at night.
However, Yu Chun Brothel was still brightly lit, and the fragrance of rouge permeated the air.
It was the largest brothel in Lin Jiang Mansion. The ladies inside were all as beautiful as flowers and the courtesans were all talented and beautiful.
It was snowing and freezing cold outside, but it was bustling inside.
Women's coquettish voices and men's flirtatious words echoed in the brothel.
With the soft and fragrant woman in his arms and the numbing effects of the alcohol, the men had forgotten that their wives and children were still waiting at home anxiously.
A burly figure looked up expressionlessly at the plaque of Yu Chun Brothel before walking in.
"Ah!"
A girl's heart-wrenching scream suddenly rang out in a room.
People ran up the stairs and saw that the man in the room had stopped breathing. He was still wearing a happy expression on his face.
