As he walked into the separate courtyard, a symphony of birdsong and happy chatter greeted him. There was no need for further explanation; Lin Bai already knew what kind of place this was.
Just then, a heavily made-up woman swayed her hips as she approached, and upon reaching the sloppy old man, her face twisted in disgust as she pinched her nose, apparently repulsed by his stench. She spoke softly, "Why is it you again? Old Wine Ghost, why have you returned? Do you have Spirit Liquid? We demand payment here!"
The sloppy old man retorted with swagger, "Cut the chatter, prepare us a large bathing pool and bring ten girls along!"
The woman laughed, "Alright, alright. As long as you two have Spirit Liquid, that's fine."
The sloppy old man chuckled, "I don't have any, but he does!"
