Inside the Ethereal Violet Pavilion, a young-looking attendant rushed in in a fluster.
Aged around twenty, his figure was well-proportioned, his steps steady, the dark blue jacket he wore having been washed so many times it was slightly faded. Judging by his hasty movements in the brothel, he seemed to be a new attendant.
The guests continued to hold the ladies and indulge themselves, completely unconcerned about others' gazes. Compared to a few years ago, the business of the Ethereal Violet Pavilion had declined significantly. It was entirely different back in the day when Lu Luo and Su Yi managed the brothel here.
The extensive and wide estate was once packed with guests, with almost a hundred people seeking pleasure and joy in the front building by nightfall. Distinguished guests enjoyed exclusive rooms with exquisite little pavilions, making the experience exceedingly delightful.
