The Jade Lake Club had thirty floors in total. Its exterior was resplendent and magnificent. Downstairs, there were nearly a thousand parking spaces filled with all kinds of luxury cars. Bai Wudi's Beetle looked so shabby when he drove it over ….
Not to mention the others, even Bai Wudi felt humiliated. He covered his face with his folding fan as he got off the car.
"Welcome, young master Bai!"
Covering his face was pointless. Bai Wudi's getup was too unique and the receptionist recognized him the moment he got out.
Li Mo mocked, "Oh, so you're a regular here."
"Everyone loves beauty."
"Young master Bai, do you have a reservation today?"
"No, I'm here with someone else."
"Oh, please."
Bai Wudi waved his fan, "Queen Mother of the West VIP room!"
"Please ~"
The receptionist's attitude turned even more respectful.
Not just anyone could enter the Queen Mother of the West VIP room. Not only did one have to be rich, they also had to have status.
Bai Wudi covered his mouth with his fan and whispered to Li Mo, "According to the rules, the Queen Mother of the West's VIP lounge will be accompanied by two other fairies. I've only seen the purple fairy."
"Are you a fan of Heavenly Empress Yang, or the seven fairies?"
"I'm a fan of beauty. I'm a universal lover."
"Lust is lust."
"I'm a gentleman."
The Queen Mother of the West VIP room was on the highest floor of the Jade Lake Club. It was so big it was unimaginable.
The moment they entered, they heard heavenly music and immortal mist. The decorations were all in accordance with the Jade Lake of legends. Spring water, lotuses, koi fish, peach trees, everything was beautifully decorated.
Dozens of fairies dressed in light muslin leisurely walked over and paid their respects.
"Welcome to Jade Lake's sacred land, esteemed immortals."
'Esteemed immortals …'
Li Mo got goosebumps hearing this. But Bai Wudi seemed to be enjoying it. He waved his fan and smiled, showing his goodwill to the 'fairies'.
Looking to the left, there were four fairies — the zither, the flute, and the pipa — displaying their talents. Looking to the right, there were four golden ancient characters carved on a rock garden surrounded by spring water — Jade Lake Sacred Land.
Immortal music fluttered through the air, immortal energy lingering around the place. It was an antique scene. This scale was truly imposing.
Bai Wudi and Li Mo were in the upper immortal seats. Bai Wudi was worried, "Is your uncle here?"
"Almost there."
"Why are you so slow?" Bai Wudi looked impatient. The seven fairies wouldn't appear until Mo Zifei arrived.
Mo Zifei left even earlier than Li Mo. He was late because he was stuck in a traffic jam.
"Mo Zifei is nothing. How can he compare to me?
No one else. Dammit, this Supreme Room must be mine today! "
"Young Master Yan, Young Master Yan, you don't have a reservation today. According to the rules, you …"
"What rules? With my status, do I still need to follow your rules?
What is this place?
Imperial palace?
Pfft, it's just a high-class brothel. If I give you face, then just accept it. Don't be so shameless.
If you piss me off, I'll seal you up! "
Bai Wudi was bored out of his mind when a commotion came from the door. A young man in his twenties barged in.
Yan Feng yelled, "All of you stop! Stop yelling!"
Suddenly, the heavenly music stopped, and all the "fairies" stood up in confusion, not knowing what had happened.
"Where's Mo Zifei?
Get over here! "
A fairy called Yun Mei answered, "Young master Yan, Army God Mo isn't here yet."
"Tut-tut, you just got your Army God back and you're already here. Aiya, if it isn't Bai clan's young master Bai …"
Bai Wudi shot to his feet, "Yan Feng, this room has been reserved for a long time. It's not your first time here, so you should know the rules. Are you here to cause trouble?"
Yan Feng was a member of China's TS, the same rank as Zhao Haisheng.
Bai Wudi and Yan Feng had known each other for a long time, but they weren't friends. They were enemies.
Although the Yan clan wasn't as famous as the three major clans in the capital, they were still second only to them. In terms of relationship, the Yan clan and the Zhao clan, who were of the same status, had a very close relationship. Their backer was the Zheng clan, while the Bai and Mo clans had always been at odds with the Zheng clan. Therefore, the Yan and Zhao clans had always been at odds with the Bai and Mo clans.
"What rules?
It's just a high-class brothel. With my status, do I still need to follow the rules?
What a joke. If you want me to talk about the rules, fine. Call Lin Wanjin over and have her sleep with me for a few nights. Then I'll think about it. "
Bai Wudi flew into a rage, "Watch your mouth!"
Who was Yang Wanjin?
She was Bai Wudi's goddess. As a diehard fan, Bai Wudi wouldn't allow anyone to speak ill of her in front of him.
"Aiya, young master Bai, with your status, who can't you find?
Why … "
Yan Feng stopped talking and pointed at Yun Mei, "Listen, I, Yan Feng, have this room tonight. If I find another guest here in half an hour, don't blame me for being rude."
Yan Feng left.
Li Mo asked, "What's going on?"
Bai Wudi said, "Yan Feng and Zhao Haisheng are good friends. Doesn't he get it?
He's clearly looking for trouble with Mo Zifei. "
"I don't think Yan Feng is as strong as Zhao Haisheng."
"Yes, but TS specializes in drugs and all kinds of high-tech weapons. A fully armed TS member's strength is unfathomable."
"Also, I don't think Yan Feng was the only one to provoke Mo Zifei. He doesn't have the guts. There must be others."
Li Mo nodded.
Mo Zifei injured Zhao Haisheng. This matter wouldn't end here. The Zhao clan wouldn't let this slide. They would find a way to get back at him.
Yan Feng arrived at the 29th floor. This was a room no less grand than the Sovereign's Lounge. It was also filled with heavenly music and beautiful women.
A burly man with a tiger's head tattooed on his chest forcefully pulled a tearful girl into his arms. His calloused hands roamed all over the girl's body.
The man with the tiger head tattoo on his chest pinched the girl's little face, causing the girl to cry out in pain.
"Fairy Cai Die, right?
You're a fairy. How can a fairy cry?
Smile for me. "
"Second Master Zhao, please spare me. I'm only acting as a fairy. And we can't … we can't do this …"
"What do you mean?" The man with the tiger head tattoo on his chest tightened his grip.
The girl sobbed.
Yan Feng walked to the tiger tattoo man and said, "Second brother, I went to cause a ruckus but Mo Zifei isn't here. Only Bai Wudi and the other kid are here."
"Since when did the Bai and Mo clans get together?" The tiger tattoo man frowned.
"I don't know."
"Who cares. No matter who shows up today, Mo Zifei won't be able to leave in one piece!"
"He dared to hurt my third brother. Others might be able to swallow this, but I, Zhao Risheng, won't!"
The tiger-headed man, Zhao Risheng, slammed his palm on the marble table, causing it to crack into pieces.
The girl who was impersonating Cai Die Fairy turned pale with fright, but Zhao Risheng grinned and rubbed his hands together, pulling her into his arms again.