Chapter 17: Know When to Relax

This—this is a brothel? And the quality is this poor?

Following the old woman inside, Tao the Fat eagerly dashed straight up to the second floor.

As he walked, he muttered, “If nothing happens, then nothing happens, but I just can’t hold back.”

Soon, sounds not suitable for children began to echo from upstairs.

At that moment, the old woman turned to look at Chu Chen, thinking to herself: Tao the Fat’s impatience is understandable, but this young master, so refined in appearance, is just as eager?

However, her professional composure swiftly brought a broad smile to her face as she asked Chu Chen, “Young master, do you have a favorite companion?”

This man before her was well-dressed, obviously wealthy—how could she possibly let such an opportunity slip by?

A favorite companion? Didn’t you see my unfamiliar face?

“This is... beautiful lady, it’s my first time here. Where would I have a favorite companion?” Chu Chen answered with an innocent expression.

Hearing Chu Chen call her “beautiful lady,” though surprised by his odd manner of speaking, she couldn’t deny the compliment.

Her heart blossomed with joy, and she smiled like a flower in full bloom.

One hand holding a handkerchief to cover her few large buck teeth, she lightly patted Chu Chen’s chest with the other.

“You have such a sweet mouth, mother’s old now, beauty doesn’t apply to me anymore—you’re making me feel embarrassed.”

Damn it, Chu Chen suddenly felt an urge to draw a pistol and shoot her.

This completely overturned his understanding of ancient brothels. What on earth was going on here?

Suppressing his disgust, he said, “Seeing as you’re not open for business yet, I’ll come back tonight. Mother, you go ahead and get busy; don’t worry about me.”

Seeing Chu Chen’s sincerity, the woman no longer paid him any mind, swaying her ample waist as she headed upstairs.

Chu Chen ordered a cup of tea downstairs and waited patiently for nearly half an hour before Tao the Fat came down, a satisfied grin on his face.

“Divine Doctor Chu, you really are divine! Today, I finally felt proud for once.”

“Even Xiao Hong said I was far better than last night’s lot. Thank you so much. I wonder if you could spare me some more of that elixir?”

Tao the Fat looked at Chu Chen with a flattering gaze.

But Chu Chen’s attention was elsewhere. So that so-called Xiao Hong had been working continuously in this era of poor sanitation? Damn, this guy’s tastes were really something else.

Feigning anger, Chu Chen said, “Do you think these pills are common rubbish lying around everywhere? I only have a few left, and they’ve drained all my energy.”

“Divine Doctor Chu speaks rightly. I was too reckless. Hey, why didn’t you go upstairs?” Tao the Fat asked, eyeing the tea on the table.

Go upstairs? Damn, you have to wait until they’re clean first—who could have tastes as unique as yours?

He replied, “As a cultivator, I’m not very interested in those things.”

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