Despite picking up the tab today, Young Master Wu wasn't very enthusiastic.
Young men looking for fun generally don't come to places like Liusheng Dojo.
After all, it's a high-end business club, with more business-oriented packages, suitable for those who have ideas but can't express them, hiding their wicked thoughts with grand words — the hypocritical scoundrels, the seemingly cultured degenerates.
The girl was too cold; spending money didn't quite bring joy.
Today he just came to spend money.
"Young Master Wu, we're out here having fun, why the long face? As they say, out with the old and in with the new..."
Wrapped in towels as they stepped into the hot spring, his mischievous friends began to console him.
"Old my ass, I've become a damn joke now!"
