"Indeed, but back then Jing Tong was part of the Dark Street in your provincial city. Here in the Imperial City, it's the largest and most complex. It's said that not only all sorts of people gather there, but also individuals from various countries around the world. Even the call girls come from a mix of ethnicities."
"What do you think? Are you in?"
Without any hesitation, Nan Fei nodded outright, making Fu Xinwu incredibly happy, his cheeks dimpling into two cute little dimples.
In the courtyard, a strange flush slowly appeared on Wei Qin's pale face, his eyes fixed on Wei An, a curious light flickering in them. "Unfortunately, I can't fulfill your wish."
"Hmph! I knew you weren't that kindhearted. If you were really as good as you pretended to be, you should have fulfilled my wish a long time ago—you should have died." Wei An's face twisted viciously, his eyes gleaming with ferocity. He had always detested and feared Wei Qin.
