The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

"One Thousand Spirit Stones, just for the entrance fee?"

Carson Flores watched the layers of rooms ahead, silently calculating. He exclaimed in astonishment, "Then its daily income must be in the millions, or even several million Spirit Stones?"

Marcellus Foster explained, "The One Thousand Spirit Stones include the cost to watch the dance in the hall, which comes with a snack and wine package that allows guests to drink and watch the dance. But if you want to add more drinks and food, or if you want to go into a private room or call for women, those costs are calculated separately."

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Carson hummed in acknowledgment and casually asked, "The women here, do they sleep with the guests?"

"Apart from the very few pure maidens of the Huayue Sect, the rest do—it includes accompanying with drinks and sleep."

Marcellus Foster excitedly explained to Carson, "Pure maidens are women of talent who only sell their skills and not their bodies. Of course, if you have the ability to make her willing to stay with you overnight, that’s your skill."

Carson hummed in understanding. Wasn’t this just like the Oiran system from ancient Green Buildings?

Each Oiran was exceptionally talented, and to be admitted as their patron, either you drown them in money or you use your talents and looks to make them willingly concede.

While they were talking, the two entered the main hall, in front of which was a stage, obviously for dance performances.