Chapter 185 Malice

It must have been no small slight for Liu Jin to want to come to blows, but when everyone heard the words he reported, they became furious.

They dared to call their place a den of debauchery, claiming everyone living there was indecent, both men and women earning ill-gotten silver, suggesting that's why they were so well-off.

Those words were essentially branding every last man and woman in their area as prostitutes.

Slap.

The bamboo stick, as thick as a man's thumb, that Wufu had been idly playing with in her hand, was suddenly snapped in half by her alone.

The few who noticed were startled and looked towards her, the young lady was unmistakably beside herself with anger.

However, Wufu laughed, yet that laugh did not reach her eyes. She looked at Liu Jin and asked, "Is that really what they said? They're calling our place a brothel?"

This run-down, dilapidated spot—labeled a haunt for Secret Prostitutes—was it meant to be a compliment or mockery?