"Unfortunately, Young Master Li had already played this trick a few days ago. The great poet didn't take the bait, so it seems, Young Master Yi, that you've miscalculated today. What gift have you prepared for the great poet?"
Standing just outside the Central Brothel's fence, at this moment a middle-aged man with a green turban cast a glance at Yi Chen exiting and mockingly jeered with a sense of schadenfreude, his words lacking much respect.
According to Flower Pavilion's rules, those who are allowed into the Central Brothel are all affluent customers who've splurged thousands at the Flower Pavilion, undeniably VIP big brothers.
For the real pillars of the stage, the masters who can perform in the Central Brothel, one absolutely cannot afford to be as vulgar as other brothels.
Even exchanging jade coins for flower baskets and then coolly displaying those baskets is extremely vulgar, reeking of money!
Therefore, the Flower Pavilion ingeniously adopted an invitation system.
