The Marauder King's Cunning

The Marauder King raised the corner of his mouth a little before walking straight to the position of Leng San, who was sitting at the table.

The young man's face became more solemn, destroying the whole festive atmosphere until the young women noticed it clearly.

“My lord, what is in our service that you are not happy with?”

Leng San turned around before smiling slightly.

“Nothing. You all take good care of me. I just have a little business with my friends, so I want you to leave the table for now. I will call you again when we’re done.”

The young women looked at each other before someone started to notice the Marauder King who was walking in. As a courtesy of a brothel, if guests wished to have an important discussion, the ladies would not stay at the table.

Therefore, they all paid respect to Leng San and returned to their places, leaving Leng San alone at the table. It was the same moment the Marauder King came in.