Vowing Not to Let the Matter Drop

Blue City, Sizemore Hot Spring Center.

Warm mist curled up above the hot spring pool, as four young men comfortably sat in the four directions, merrily chatting and laughing. On the pool table beside them were a red wine and ashtrays, while two young girls wearing bikinis stood at the side, ready to pour tea and wine at any time.

“Brothers, how is our Blue City’s hot spring? Does it feel good?” Long Zhenglin touched his big bald head while his other hand clamped a cigar, as he smilingly said while smoking.

“Yup, this is great!” Huang Xiu grinned and said, “Pity the Boss of this place is unable to adapt to the circumstances, though. He’s kind of insensible and doesn’t allow hot chicks to hook up with us within this outdoor hot spring.”

“Second Young Master Huang, can’t you live without women?” Fei Shan smirked and said, “If you wanna play with hot chicks you gotta go to another place.”