In such a place, if there were only women and no wine, it would certainly be devoid of any flavor.
For a restaurant to make money, alcoholic beverages are indispensable.
The reason why Xiao Cui Lou had escorts was because a simple escort could sell wine at ten to eight times its cost.
Without them, it would essentially be just the cost plus a profit of a few or a few dozen yuan.
Liu Sandao, having eaten his fill, naturally had to attend to business.
For him, sorcery was effortless.
Although Fu Ruhai did not permit him to use sorcery, minor spells were not forbidden.
Moreover, sometimes, even if he wanted to stop it, he might not be able to.
With a "huff," Liu Sandao vanished.
In private room number 11, the atmosphere was already a blend of dimness and colorful lights.
Wu Dezhu held one microphone, while the woman known as Empress Yan held the other.
The television screen was playing: Brother, Don't Go!
Empress Yan sang a line, "Brother, don't go!", and Wu Dezhu responded, "Hey, alright!"
Empress Yan cast a shy glance, while Wu Dezhu wore a sincere expression.
Qian Buzhuan sat on the sofa, holding a wine glass, watching with a grin. He didn't know if they felt awkward, but Liu Sandao certainly did.
At this moment, he was inside the wine glass on the table.
This high-end liquor was far inferior to Xianren Zui; it had no potency at all.
Perhaps, in such a place, the boss's ingenuity lay in the fact that people get drunk on their own, rather than the wine.
Perhaps due to singing this song so often, Wu Dezhu didn't even look at the television screen.
As he sang: "Brother will not go, will go…"
Liu Sandao appeared behind Empress Yan and brought his palm down on her back.
"You bastard, ruining my good time?"
Wu Dezhu's mood was disrupted, and he shouted angrily.
Qian Buzhuan, who had been grinning on the sofa, stopped smiling then.
Empress Yan was knocked unconscious by the blow, and for a while, she would not hinder their conversation.
"Who are you?"
Qian Buzhuan asked. This was his first time meeting Liu Sandao, and he had never heard of such a person before.
Why was he so sure? Because anyone who could enter unnoticed by immortals was definitely not mortal.
"Hmph! Since you're here, don't blame me for being impolite. We'll settle old scores and new ones together!"
Wu Dezhu remembered how Liu Sandao had damaged his Heavenly Silkworm Umbrella, and anger flared.
Liu Sandao still did not answer; he had nothing to say.
A white light shot towards Liu Sandao. Liu Sandao had already devised a plan to deal with the Heavenly Silkworm Umbrella.
He instantly moved into Qian Buzhuan's wine glass.
Although the Heavenly Silkworm Umbrella could lock onto a target, it couldn't distinguish between Liu Sandao and Qian Buzhuan.
Caught off guard, Qian Buzhuan instinctively covered his eyes as the white light struck him.
He hadn't expected Liu Sandao to come for him, so he wasn't prepared for Wu Dezhu's Heavenly Silkworm Umbrella.
Wu Dezhu had gone back and found someone to repair it specially.
This was thanks to Qian Buzhuan finding someone, though the repairer was not the Great Weaver Goddess.
Liu Sandao instantly reappeared from Qian Buzhuan's wine glass back onto the table, then in front of Wu Dezhu.
Wu Dezhu dared not act rashly. He had witnessed Liu Sandao's sorcery; he truly couldn't win against him.
"My esteemed brother, please tell me what you want directly. Why such a drastic display?"
"Hand over your fortunate fruits!"
Liu Sandao said.
Fortunate fruits? How was that possible? That was his remedy for reducing suffering.
"Brother, ask for something else. I truly cannot give you this. This is a hard-won immortal medicine. What will I do if you take it away?"
Wu Dezhu spoke with a seemingly honest demeanor.
If they hadn't known he was a formidable god, they would have believed him to be a simple, honest man.
Regardless of one's personality, when one's strength is inferior to another's, those who answer honestly are generally considered wise.
"Yes, brother. You don't understand our suffering. That thing is truly extremely important to us. Please, be magnanimous!"
Qian Buzhuan also pleaded. He was bound by the Heavenly Silkworm Umbrella and couldn't free himself for the moment.
After pleading, he urged Wu Dezhu to quickly release the Heavenly Silkworm Umbrella.
However, Liu Sandao stopped Wu Dezhu and asked to see the fortunate fruits.
Wu Dezhu hesitated slightly. After all, it was something he had painstakingly acquired. To hand it over so easily, if word got out, how could he maintain his standing among the gods?
Seizing a moment of Liu Sandao's slight lapse in attention, Wu Dezhu immediately recited a spell and activated the Heavenly Silkworm Umbrella to capture Liu Sandao.
Liu Sandao was prepared and thus repeated his tactic.
Qian Buzhuan thought he was about to be freed and Liu Sandao was about to suffer when the Heavenly Silkworm Umbrella flashed at him again.
The white light was gone, and Qian Buzhuan remained bound.
Wu Dezhu had originally planned to escape amidst the chaos while Qian Buzhuan was trying to get away, forcing Liu Sandao to choose between capturing Qian Buzhuan or himself.
However, it was over before it began.
But Wu Dezhu had not completely given up. This time, he abandoned his Heavenly Silkworm Umbrella.
As long as he could escape successfully, there would be a way to retrieve the Heavenly Silkworm Umbrella.
Just as he was reciting a spell to escape, a massive net of water enveloped him.
The water net seemed to appear and disappear, crystal clear.
Though it looked easily breakable, the more he struggled, the tighter it constricted.
It bound Wu Dezhu so securely that he was completely immobile.
Liu Sandao understood that it was impossible to make Wu Dezhu willingly hand over the fortunate fruits.
Therefore, he directly took out the Fortune Book and lightly brushed it over Wu Dezhu's head.
The results showed that he had fifty to sixty fortunate fruits on him.
Liu Sandao took the fortunate fruits into his hand. His first impression was how small they were; their weight was only one-third of his standard for fortunate fruits.
However, their appearance was similar to his own fortunate fruits.
Clearly, these were emasculated fortunate fruits.
"I'll ask you. Answer truthfully, or you'll regret it!"
Liu Sandao said calmly.
"Yes, yes, yes. I will answer truthfully."
"How do you receive your tasks? How often do they occur?"
Liu Sandao deduced that the emasculated fortunate fruits were not from the Fortune Fruit system. They must have been released through other means.
So, how did this system work? Did it, like the Fortune Fruit system, issue tasks daily? And who were the specific individuals carrying them out?
Perhaps he could get the answer from Wu Dezhu.
"I don't know. You should, you should... ask him!"
As Wu Dezhu said this, he glanced at Qian Buzhuan, who returned a fierce glare.
However, Liu Sandao understood his meaning and turned towards Qian Buzhuan.
"Well, will you tell me yourself, or do you want me to ask again?"
Liu Sandao now held a knife in his hand.