Blood Stained the VIP Room

However, this Night God was the only exception. Unless they were on a mission together, it was as difficult as ascending to the heavens to beg the Night God for a favor. Not only did they have to pay a high price, but they also had to put in good words. Otherwise, he would quit without saying a word.

After dealing with the aftermath, Feng Qing and Xia Qianxue tidied up their clothes and walked towards the VIP room. When they were seven or eight meters away from the room, Feng Qing suddenly stopped and grabbed Xia Qianxue.

Xia Qianxue was puzzled. "What are…"

Without waiting for her to finish, Feng Qing covered her mouth again. Then, she tilted her head and listened attentively. The voices of the Hongfu Commerce's bosses sounded in the room.

"What the hell is going on? Could it be that Master Yin and Xia Qianxue is having sex in the bathroom? Why haven't they returned yet?"