Entering Xianle Inn might require some luck. In the Xianle Inn, it isn't the customers that choose the girls, it's the other way around. Those fortunate enough to be chosen would go up to the second floor, while the less fortunate would only have a lonely night in the Grand Hall.
Those who've been up to the third floor can be counted on one hand.
Gu Jiao naturally didn't know how lucky she was yet, but she faintly felt that the third floor was exceptionally quiet.
"Miss, the Young Master has arrived," a maid reported from outside a room.
"Come in."
The woman said.
The maid opened the room door, smiled at Gu Jiao, and said, "Young Master, please."
Gu Jiao stepped into the room.
The maid closed the door from the outside.
The room was rather simply furnished or maybe Gu Jiao simply couldn't identify antiques. Any random vase in the room was a relic from a previous dynasty.