In the small red building of Central City, Ying Lin took off his smart glasses that were linked to the terminal network, his face flushing with an unusual redness. He lay on the genuine leather sofa, exhausted as if he had just engaged in intense exercise.
When he first arrived in Heng Province, Ying Lin was keen on holding "concubine selection events," indulging in revelry and debauchery.
But he quickly grew bored; the vibrant young bodies could no longer provide him with more excitement and stimulation.
So, Ying Lin turned to taking forbidden substances. As a top-tier playboy, even in Imperial Capital or Hai Province, he naturally didn't worry about being searched by the Inspection Department.
During that time, his red building gatherings were considered a dreamland sanctuary by the fun-loving second generations of Central City, almost every day indulging in hedonistic pleasures, oscillating between emptiness and satisfaction.
