Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

Upon hearing this, Li Yi stood there, his embarrassment almost overflowing.

He opened his mouth, wanting to refute something, but found himself unable to utter a word.

Lin Feng's words were like a soft nail, gently but firmly shutting him down.

He may be rich, but these days, playing with a courtesan can easily cost hundreds or even thousands of taels of silver; you could easily spend thirty taels in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Even though his family was well-off, he wouldn't dare to be so extravagant.

Lin Feng was too lazy to pay them any more attention.

He lifted his foot and walked out, and Zhao Erniu quickly followed.

The two walked through the crowd and quickly disappeared into the training ground.

-

The pleasure quarters of Huayang Prefecture were more than ten times more bustling than the tiny place in Yongguan County.

The pavilions and carved beams on both sides spread an ambiguous warm color on the bluestone road.

The sounds of string and wind instruments and laughter overflowed from the doors and windows of every house, creating a lively atmosphere.

Lin Feng stopped in front of a three-story pavilion.

The plaque above the door has three large gilded characters: Red Dust Pastry.

"The name's catchy enough, this is the one."

Zhao Erniu looked up at the plaque, swallowed hard, and said with some trepidation, "Brother Lin, this place... looks rather expensive."

Lin Feng ignored him and walked straight inside.

As soon as you enter, you are greeted by a lively atmosphere.

There were about twenty tables in the lobby, and almost all of them were occupied.

Amidst the clinking of glasses, the girls serving drinks flitted about like butterflies; some played the pipa, some sang folk songs, and some nestled in the guests' arms while pouring drinks.

The air was filled with the scents of cosmetics, wine, and a faint aroma of incense.

Lin Feng glanced around and raised an eyebrow slightly.

This business is ridiculously good.

Looking around, at least 30% of the guests were carrying weapons, with swords, knives, and clubs at their sides, clearly indicating that they were skilled martial artists.

These days, people who practice martial arts usually come from wealthy families.

The poor are scholars, the rich are martial artists; without money, one can't even afford medicine, let alone practice martial arts.

This group of people are the main consumers in brothels.

Just these past few days, martial arts students from several counties surrounding Huayang Prefecture have flocked here, and with the addition of Bai Yuling, the city's decent brothels are packed to the brim.

Lin Feng stood at the door for a while, but no madam came to greet him.

This is completely different from Yongguan County.

In Yongguan County, as soon as a guest enters the door, the madam is so eager to pounce on him and drag him inside.

Business is booming here, so much so that they can't even spare anyone to greet customers.

Lin Feng wasn't annoyed. He led Zhao Erniu to an empty table in a corner and they sat down.

After a moment, a young maid with her hair in two buns came over with a tray and quickly placed two dishes of peanuts, a dish of melon seeds, and a pot of wine on it.

"Which young lady is the master looking for?" The maid looked up and smiled sweetly.

"Where's the courtesan?" Lin Feng asked directly.

The maid's smile remained unchanged, but her tone was apologetic: "Young master, I'm truly sorry, the courtesan is already fully booked for tonight."

Why don't you look at some other girls?

"Where are the courtesans? We need the top one."

The maid shook her head, her apology sounding practiced this time: "All the top courtesans this year have been booked."

Or... should I arrange two male prostitutes for the two young masters?

Although a newcomer, she is clean and tidy, and also quite adept at singing and serving wine.

Lin Feng waved his hand.

"No."

He leaned back, picked up the wine jug, and poured himself a glass: "Let's just watch the dancing."

Bring out a few side dishes and a pot of wine; finish them and leave.

The maid was slightly taken aback, then smiled and replied, "Alright, young master, please wait a moment." She then turned and left.

Zhao Erniu leaned over and whispered, "Brother Lin, this business is too good!"

There was no courtesan, and no top courtesan either…

Lin Feng took a sip of his drink but remained silent.

His gaze swept slowly over the crowd in the hall and around him.

There are many experts.

A middle-aged man in gray sat at the table by the window. He had a calm demeanor and a thick-backed broadsword beside him. He drank wine in one gulp, but his eyes kept glancing towards the door, showing a high degree of vigilance.

On the second floor, by the railing of the private room, a young man in brocade robes leaned against a red pillar, twirling a wine glass in his hand. He was relaxed and his breathing was long and even, exuding a powerful aura. In Lin Feng's eyes, he felt that they were at least at the Innate Realm.

There is more than one innate trait.

Lin Feng withdrew his gaze, becoming increasingly low-key.

What he didn't know was that most of these people were after the White Jade Token.

The news spread quickly, and when it was announced that the White Jade Token had fallen into Huayang Prefecture, experts from all walks of life rushed to the scene day and night.

Unfortunately, when they arrived, Prefect Wu Bin was already dead, the whereabouts of Bai Yuling were unknown, and even the person who took action that night was nowhere to be found.

A white run.

With nowhere else to go, they came to this red-light district in twos and threes to drink and relieve their boredom, and to inquire about news.

Lin Feng was unaware of these things; he simply instinctively felt that it was not advisable to make a scene tonight.

He quietly finished his wine and watched two dances, then got up and left with Zhao Erniu.

-

Back at the inn, I pushed open the door and saw Xueyao sitting under the lamp embroidering a handkerchief.

She looked up at him, her nostrils twitching slightly, and then a meaningful smile appeared on her lips.

"Young master, you smell very strongly of rouge."

Lin Feng lowered his head and sniffed his sleeve; sure enough.

He thought Xueyao would be jealous, but to his surprise, the woman showed no displeasure at all; instead, her eyes revealed a sense of relief.

"Why did you return alone, young master?"

Xueyao put down her embroidery frame, her tone even tinged with disappointment, "Didn't you bring a sister with you?"

Lin Feng sat down at the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Don't even mention it." He downed his drink in one gulp. "The brothel was packed today, a sea of ​​people. All the top courtesans were booked up."

I sat there for half an hour, drank a pot of wine, and then came back.

Xueyao blinked, somewhat surprised: "Business is so good?"

When she was the top courtesan in Yongguan County, her business was pitifully slow.

A stick of incense costs thirty taels of silver, which is enough to accompany guests to drink and listen to music. There are fewer than twenty people in the whole county who are truly willing to spend this amount of money.

Huayang Prefecture is surprisingly bustling with activity.

Lin Feng waved his hand: "Let's talk about it another time."

Xueyao pursed her lips, then suddenly lowered her voice: "Young master, how about... we take these two maids in?"

She gestured towards the door, and Xiao Cui and Xiao Lian were carrying hot water toward her.

"They're happy to oblige," Xueyao added, her voice even lower. "I've talked to them, and the two girls have been stealing glances at the young master quite a bit. They blush whenever they talk about him."

Lin Feng glanced at her, chuckled, and shook his head.

He understood Xueyao's thoughts—this woman wished he would find several more, so he wouldn't have to deal with just her.

The last time she ate that monster meat, she couldn't get out of bed the next day, and her legs still feel weak when she thinks about it.

But he really wasn't interested.

Xiao Cui and Xiao Lian are not bad-looking, but they are only pretty.

He was even younger, looking like a middle school student. He was young enough, but he just couldn't muster any enthusiasm.

Ultimately, it's because she's not good-looking enough.

"Never mind," he said indifferently.

Xueyao wasn't disappointed; she just sighed softly.

At this moment, Xiao Cui and Xiao Lian brought in hot water to help Lin Feng wash up.

The two maids lowered their heads and moved gently, their faces flushed slightly, perhaps from the heat.

Lin Feng leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes to rest, and let them serve him.

Silent all night.

-

The next day, just as dawn was breaking, the training ground was already bustling with people as the second round of elimination matches began.