Nightfall had arrived.
Lanterns were lit on the streets, and the entertainment venues were brilliantly illuminated.
The girls at Pub360 were waving silk handkerchiefs to attract customers walking by. Many young men stopped with an uncertain attitude, yet were pulled into the business by girls in skimpy outfits.
Humans were more mischievous at nighttime.
Using the words from a television host in his past life: Nighttime has arrived, so it's time to copulate.
Maxwell took a bath, changed into clean clothes, and combed his hair. His whole person now looked very lively and quite handsome.
He looked in the mirror at himself and exclaimed: "Who in the world is this? How can he be this handsome? How can other guys keep living with you around?"
