Nian Bing suddenly shivered all over. He saw seven or eight girls descending from the staircase, dressed scantily with their arms and thighs mostly exposed. Some didn't even bother hiding their cleavage. He hadn't been part of society for very long, never seen such a provocative scene before. His blood started to boil and his heart rate inexplicably accelerated.
The prostitutes soon realised what was happening. Using the term 'swarming' to describe their reactions wouldn't be an exaggeration. In an instant, they surrounded Nian Bing. With eyes full of desire and seductive postures, they somehow resembled martial artists, making them all the more enticing.
"Sir, come to my room. I'm known to be the innocent maiden over here."
"What does an innocent maiden count as, sir? Look at how big I am. I promise to serve you well tonight. Or, I could give you twenty percent off, how does that sound?"
"Twenty percent off? Sir, I could give you a forty percent discount, I'm so lonely tonight."