Chapitre 992: Why Am I So Unlucky?

"Boss! We have a problem! A huge problem!"

One of Qian Fuju's lackeys rushed into his room with a panicked face.

"What happened?" Qian Fuju asked with a frown on his face.

"It's that massage parlor you're trying to destroy! Not only are they really working in the Red Light District now, but there is something even more shocking! They actually have a Medallion of Pleasure!"

"WHAT?!" Qian Fuju stood up so hard that he nearly pulled a muscle in his legs.

"Repeat that!" He demanded.

Despite his nervousness, the lackey repeated his words.

"They have a Medallion of Pleasure… And pretty much the entire Red Light District is now aware that you had messed with the owner. Things are going to get rough for us."

"Impossible! How can they possibly have a Medallion of Pleasure?! If they had one, why didn't they say anything when I tried to ruin their business?!" Qian Fuju was in complete disbelief.