After fifteen years of cultivation, he finally reached the pinnacle of the first rank!

Chapter 214 Oiran
The old man in hemp clothing waved his hand and said:

"There's no point in saying anything more now, let's go."

After saying that, the old man in hemp clothing took the lead and went upstairs.

The little girl paused for a moment, staring at her grandfather's back, her delicate eyebrows furrowing instantly.

She suddenly had a strange feeling that the other party seemed somewhat willing to accept the outcome.

"How abominable!"

The little girl gritted her teeth and immediately followed, secretly wishing she could beat up Li Musheng, who had led her grandfather astray.

The burly men who had been surrounding the group now followed closely behind, clearly to prevent Li Musheng and his companions from escaping.

Soon, Li Musheng and his three companions arrived at a luxurious hall on the third floor, led by the burly man with a bald head.

"Where's the courtesan? Where did she go?"

The scarred man plopped down in a mink-fur armchair, pulled a bag of gold from his pocket, and threw it onto the mahogany coffee table in front of him with a "thud," before shouting imperiously at the burly man with the bushy beard.

The burly man with the bushy beard squinted at the bag of gold, then sneered:
"This amount of money isn't enough to find the courtesan."

Upon hearing this, the scarred man paused for a moment, then suddenly slammed his hand on the table, pointed at Li Musheng and the old man in hemp clothing, and said:
"Are you blind? Am I the only one here? Don't they have any money on them?"

Upon hearing this, Li Musheng raised an eyebrow. That was true; he really didn't have any money on him.

After all, Hu Ruian and his men had been in charge of things along the way, and he had left in a hurry to fight at Luoshen Peak, so he naturally couldn't bring any money with him.

Thinking about it, he turned to look at the old man in hemp clothing.

Needless to say, this one was dressed in tattered coarse linen clothes, clearly a poor wretch.

At this moment, the burly man with the beard glanced at Li Musheng and the old man in hemp clothing, but remained silent in thought.

Seeing this, the scarred man slammed his hand on the table again, then pointed at the little girl in pink and said:
"See this? This natural beauty could easily be worth at least a hundred gold coins if she stayed at Baixiang Pavilion to pay off her debts!"

"****!"

The little girl immediately flew into a rage, and the next moment, she reached for the small purse at her waist, seemingly intending to kill the scarred man on the spot.

However, the old man in hemp clothing reached out to stop her in time and slowly shook his head at her.

Just then, a woman in a long black dress swayed her hips as she slowly walked into the hall.

Behind her followed the servant from before, as well as several graceful young women.

"I heard that a very distinguished guest is going to book all the top courtesans of Baixiang Pavilion tonight. Such a generous offer, I must see who this person is!"

The woman in the black dress, heavily made up, spoke while casually waving her hand, and the burly, bearded man immediately stepped aside.

Then, the woman in the black dress began to scrutinize the four scarred men with her almond-shaped eyes.

Soon, the woman in the black dress's eyes lit up, and she stopped looking at Li Musheng.

"What a handsome man!"

The woman in the black dress suddenly clapped her hands, and her face, which was covered with thick rouge, immediately broke into a wide smile, causing the white powder to fall in a flurry.

Upon seeing this, the scarred man sitting in the mink-fur armchair became displeased and suddenly slammed his hand on the table, causing the woman in the black dress to twitch.

"What are you doing? Stop dawdling! Are you the one visiting the brothel or am I? Bring the courtesan up here!" The scarred man roared at the woman in the black dress, his gaze sweeping over the row of beautiful young women behind her. He then swallowed hard and said:
"Besides, am I not handsome? What use are some pretty faces that are all show and no substance?"

Upon hearing this, Li Musheng glanced at the scarred man.

How dare you speak like that? You're courting death!
At this moment, the woman in the black dress, facing the scarred man's rebuke, remained remarkably calm, slowly fading her smile, and said:
"Bai Xiang Ge has its own rules. I don't care if you're causing trouble or just looking for fun; everyone who comes here is a guest."

"Since you want the most beautiful courtesan, I can certainly grant your wish. But if you can't afford the expenses, then you'll have to follow the rules and bear the consequences yourself."

Upon hearing this, the scarred man slammed his hand down on the table in front of him, smashing it to pieces, and roared:

"What nonsense are you spouting? I have no money, why would I order a courtesan? Am I courting death?"

As he said this, the scarred man felt like crying but had no tears in his heart.

He didn't want to die either, but Li Musheng wanted to die and insisted on dragging him down with him. Since that was the case, they might as well have some fun together before dying, so that their lives wouldn't have been in vain.

At this moment, the woman in the black dress glanced at the scarred man, narrowed her eyes slightly, and said:

"Bai Xiang Pavilion has a total of nine courtesans. Apart from the three courtesans who are currently entertaining guests, the rest of the courtesans have been brought to you."

After saying this, the woman in the black dress clapped her hands, and six beautiful young women behind her walked gracefully forward, slowly stopping in front of Li Musheng and his companions, while bowing slightly in greeting.

These women were all slender and extremely beautiful, with their black hair adorned with jeweled gold hairpins that trembled and swayed gracefully as they moved.

Their skin was as white as snow, smooth and lustrous as jade, and their lips were like cinnabar dots and as clear as autumn water. Every glance they gave was filled with a captivating radiance.

The scarred man stood up, trembling. Staring blankly at the beautiful women before him, he was about to pounce when he shouted:

"I want them all!"

At this moment, he even began to somewhat agree with Li Musheng's idea of ​​booking all the courtesans.

He would gladly die to spend a night with these courtesans.

But at that moment, the woman in the black dress stretched out one hand and effortlessly blocked the scarred man in place.

No matter how hard the scarred man charged forward, he couldn't move an inch.

"According to the rules of the Hundred Flowers Pavilion, girls worth more than 100 gold coins are chosen by the girls themselves. You must be noticed by the top courtesans."

The woman in the black dress spoke expressionlessly, then gently pushed the scarred man, sending him flying backward and crashing onto the soft chair.

The push immediately brought the scarred man to his senses. His expression changed drastically, and he sat up, looking at the woman in the black dress. He said in a deep voice:
"So, if they don't choose any of them, does that mean we don't have to pay at all?"

However, the woman in the black dress suddenly burst into a flamboyant laugh and said:
"According to the rules of our Hundred Fragrance Pavilion, no matter whether the courtesan chooses a customer or not, the customer must not give a penny less than he/she is entitled to."

Upon hearing this, the scarred man froze, then his entire body trembled violently. He grabbed his head in uncontrollable rage and roared:

"Damn it! Damn it! You all deserve to die! How can there be such unfair rules?"

With a roar, the scarred man suddenly raised his head again and said:

"No, I don't want the courtesan anymore. Bring me any woman from the Hundred Fragrance Pavilion!"

As he spoke, he looked at the woman in the black dress and said through gritted teeth:

"You can do it too!"

(End of this chapter)