"This woman is more than she seems. She's likely an Inner Sect Disciple of the Sutra of Ultimate Sect."
Shen Qingyao spoke coldly, then averted her gaze to look only at Chen Cheng. "Brother Chen," she said in a low voice, "it's not convenient for me to observe the people here.
Why don't you take a careful look? We'll leave immediately after you're finished!"
Chen Cheng had no interest in watching such a vulgar display himself. He shook his head and said with a wry smile, "Let's just leave now."
"Alright." Shen Qingyao nodded, rising to her feet first and heading for the door.
As the two reached the doorway, the zither-playing woman hastily stopped playing and hurried over.
The two Qing Guanren followed gracefully behind her, swaying their hips. Their already sheer garments slipped even lower, becoming the very picture of seduction...
"Esteemed guests, was our service at Le Wuji somehow lacking?" the woman in red asked, bowing gracefully. Her voice was soft.
