Villain: Overturn the table, I don’t want to play anymore!

The old man was very angry, but he was still very busy.

"This, this, this... Why do you say that, young master?!"

The manager was sweating profusely, not knowing what he and his friends had done wrong.

If he made this man angry and leave, his career as a manager would be over.

"Why do you say that?!"

Zi Xiao sneered and pointed at the dancers on the stage: "I sat here and watched those women dancing for two consecutive days."

"Two days! Do you know how difficult these two days are for a normal man!"

"I have reminded you more than once, and you use this to test the monks?! Which monk can withstand such a test!"

"Ah?!"

The manager still didn't understand what Zi Xiao meant, and cold sweat soaked his But he did not dare to neglect it at all, and looked at Zixiao with pleading eyes: "Sir, I don't understand what you mean, is it that they don't dance well enough? It's okay, I'll change another batch for you."

"You!"

Zixiao pointed at the manager, with a somewhat distressed expression: "Did I ask you to change the dancers? Huh? I came to your house just to enjoy the sight?! I have spent so much, what about the hidden services? Can't you have some sense in your heart?!"

"This..."

The manager was stunned on the spot.

Under normal circumstances, even if their Qingfeng Tower is a place for cultivators to show off their elegance, it is inevitable that there will be some advanced cultivator services.

But Zixiao is generous, and his temperament and appearance are like a banished immortal. The manager didn't dare to let those women come to him at all, for fear that he would accidentally anger the distinguished guests.

Who would have thought that he would actually make suggestions at this time.

"Sir! I was wrong. I never understood what you meant. You are like a god, so I dare not blaspheme you in a secular way!"

"Secular way? I have come to such a place, and you still say you dare not blaspheme. Don't think I am not worldly. You should let the bad atmosphere blow in! I can refuse, but you can't refuse to give it to me!"

After saying that, Zixiao's hand flashed with light, and several high-level spirit stones were thrown directly by him.

The housekeeper's head was hit directly by the high-level spirit stone.

The force was just right, and it was not painful.

But he did not complain at all. Instead, he took those high-level spirit stones in his hand, and his eyes were full of heat.

"Don't worry, sir! I will make all the arrangements! Bring you the most beautiful fairies and witches!"

After hearing what the steward said, Zixiao leaned back on the recliner, enjoying the massage from the maid, and slowly said, "That's right, I'm a secular person, why don't I enjoy it? Do you think I'm an ascetic monk!"

The steward rolled and crawled out of the ground.

Of course, the maids also heard Zixiao's words, and all of them surrounded him at once. Although these maids didn't have outstanding looks, they were definitely beauties if they were put outside.

For those who have embarked on the path of cultivation, their appearance and temperament will gradually change as their cultivation becomes more and more profound.

There is no ugly monk, unless their innate conditions are too terrible, or they have practiced some evil and crooked techniques that have made themselves unrecognizable.

From the perspective of Zixiao, a time traveler, these maids are all women who were good sisters in their previous lives.

Besides, it would be a waste if you don't take advantage of the opportunity that comes to your door.

For a moment, the maids kept complaining, and Zixiao was also happy and at ease.

The steward held the high-level spiritual stones and walked directly to the backstage.

He came to a door and knocked on it lightly.

"Come in..."

A voice like a secluded orchid in the valley sounded.

Squeak...

Opening the door, the steward walked into the room, where a woman in a red dress was sitting.

The woman's beauty was so breathtaking, so beautiful that it was beyond description, so beautiful that it was suffocating, a pair of soul-stirring phoenix eyes, seductive red lips, and the perfect arc that rose and fell with the movement, all of which told of the woman's charming posture!

The steward didn't dare to look up at all, and knelt directly on the ground.

"Shopkeeper, the young master is a little dissatisfied, and he also made a small request..."

"Oh?"

The seductive woman became interested, her flaming red lips slightly raised, and she said with interest: "What did he ask for? Does he want to see me?"

This woman is obviously the shopkeeper of Qingfeng Tower, but she calls herself me, which is enough to show that her identity is not simple.

"Uh... No."

"Hmm?"

Female

The woman raised her eyebrows slightly, somewhat surprised. She thought someone had discovered her identity, otherwise, she would not be so generous.

After all, a man who looked like a fallen immortal had a strong aura on him. How could such a genius linger in the brothel to listen to music?

He must be one of her suitors, just to attract her attention.

The arrival of the steward said that the man had made some requests. The woman thought that the other party had already shown his true intentions and was going to ask to see her, but she didn't expect it to be the case.

"What is he going to do?"

"He... he made me have some idea..."

At the end of the conversation, the steward's voice was already barely audible. He didn't dare to anger his own shopkeeper, which would kill him.

"What?!"

The woman didn't care about her image anymore. Her mouth opened, her eyes widened, and her face was full of disbelief.

"He... that young man said he wanted some services with color..." The steward wiped the sweat from his forehead and repeated what he had said before.

"He wants that kind..."

The manager was a little embarrassed to speak.

The woman was very upset. She had never thought that the other party would ask for this.

Zixiao did not have the aura of a demon cultivator. He must be a righteous person. However, even if those righteous people were dirty in their hearts, they would still be righteous on the surface. How could Zixiao come up and ask for that kind of thing?

"Give it to him! Give it to him! Give him whatever he wants. Anyway, there is such a sucker. It would be a waste if he didn't kill him! Let Ruyu go in person!"

"Yes!"

The manager left the spirit stone and turned to leave.

The woman in the room looked through the window with her beautiful eyes straight at Zixiao who was enjoying himself upstairs.

Zixiao, who was enjoying himself, felt the gaze and didn't care at all.

I have come to this place. Can anyone recognize me? Isn't that a joke!

Ta-ta-ta...

Soon, the steward went upstairs, and beside him followed a girl in a white dress. The girl's skin was as white as cream, her eyes were like autumn water, and she had an unbearable temperament.

She was holding a zither in her arms. The zither was obviously a magic weapon, and there was a faint light flowing on it.

This girl was the one who played the zither on the stage before. I didn't expect the steward to call her over.

Seeing this scene, Zixiao's eyes lit up. This girl's appearance was indeed good, but it was not worth his special attention. After all, Tianxuan Holy Land never lacked beauties. The reason why Zixiao's eyes lit up was that the girl's temperament was somewhat similar to Mo Yuxiang.

The steward brought the girl to Zixiao and said flatteringly: "Sir, this Ruyu Fairy is the top card of our Qingfeng Tower. Of course, she has never accompanied guests before. This time, let her accompany you."