"Hum, it's only a hundred liang of silver. I want other women to pay for it. It's a waste!"

at the moment when Xie Xuan was moved, a disgusting voice sounded beside his ears, and the content of the words made Xie Xuan frown.

looking in the direction of voice, a young man dressed in colorful clothes and greasy face came in. He was no more than 20 years old, but his face was just too drunk. He looked like he was shaking in one step and three times, followed by two big and round followers.

Xie Xuan suddenly laughed. He was still impressed by this young man. He had...