Do not engage in underworld operations in the human world!

Dayin, capital city, Jiuyou Pavilion.

In an extremely luxurious private room, several foreigners, who were dressed in luxurious clothes but had blond hair and blue eyes and were obviously not from the local area, were watching several dancers dancing to a little tune.

Beside them, there were maids who were responsible for pouring wine and feeding them, standing beside them or sitting on their laps.

On average, each person was accompanied by 1.75 people.

If you want to know why the number of people can be specified to two decimal places, it is because there were four people in total, but one of them did not ask for someone to hug him, but only asked someone to pour wine. While others were enjoying themselves, he just ate snacks, drank a few sips of wine, and then watched everyone having fun with a smile.

"That's great, Contract!"

One of them was tall, covered with terrible muscles. The shirtless man who was as tall as a hill was sitting there, laughing and tearing off a piece of meat and stuffing it into his mouth:

"It's like saying that when you travel, you need a local to guide you. Otherwise, you'll be like a headless fly, either trying to find the way or trying to find the way. It's not fun at all."

The person named Contract who was called out waved his hand modestly and said, "Oh, Lord Samael, you are too kind. What do you mean by local? Actually, I haven't been back for a long time."

"You're bragging." The shirtless muscular man Samael was full of disbelief: "How can you find a place accurately after not coming back for a long time? How can ordinary people find such a good hidden place?"

As he said this, he pointed mockingly at the little man with dark circles under his eyes who was learning finger-guessing games with the maid sitting on the other side. He said, "Look at Asmodeus. He couldn't stand the loneliness last night and secretly ran out. He went to several houses in a row but found nothing. He's still a lustful demon. It's so funny. He went to the underworld and got fooled."

"Are you sick?" Asmodeus slammed the table and said, "Did I get fooled? I'm just not familiar with the local customs."

"You still haven't been fooled? Have you forgotten what you told me when you got back to your place?"

Samael pinched his throat and imitated Asmodeus' voice:

"Oh, I was so unlucky today. I went to three clubs in a row. When I entered the first one, they asked me without saying a word if I had any acquaintances to introduce me. I said no, and they said they didn't accept foreigners.

With the second one, I said that I was introduced by an acquaintance, and then they asked me to apply for a card, saying that there is a discount for acquaintances. I said I would talk about it later, and they ignored me.

For the third one, I told them that an acquaintance had introduced it to me and I would decide whether to apply for a card based on its features. They looked at me with understanding eyes, and I felt that there should be no problem this time.

As a result, there was no special dragon tendon maintenance service, but a guy came up and rubbed me randomly, and after he got me angry, he actually told me that their store was formal and that my package could only take me so far, unless I went for their emperor package, they would only be able to help me with their mouth reluctantly.

Ten thousand Yin coins! You can only do half of the set, isn't that nonsense?"

“Alright!” Asmodeus was exposed and was furious: “I told you this because I trusted you, and now you’re using it to laugh at me?”

"What are you afraid of?" Samael said indifferently: "There are no outsiders here, and everyone knows your character. What are you afraid of?"

"Get lost!" Asmodeus didn't want to say another word to him.

Several lively maids covered their mouths and chuckled, and one of them, who looked like a foreman, explained: "Dear guests, you don't know that there are not many shops as honest and traditional as ours.

Due to some reasons, male homosexuality is prevalent now. It is difficult to find a decent one, let alone a store where women provide services.

What you just said is not right. We are not a hidden little shop. We are a time-honored brand that has been around for thousands of years. We just declined later on."

After that, she smiled and nodded to the contract: "This guest must have been here before, so he knows about our place."

"Oh?" Samael looked at the contract: "You have been here before, I thought you asked someone to introduce you here."

"That's quite a long time. You've been here for tens of thousands of years, right? It's still open." Asmodeus looked around at the antique and interesting decorations and nodded in approval, "It does have a lot of history."

"Yeah, I used to come here often with my old boss, but I haven't been here since I left. I didn't expect it to be open today, so I just brought everyone here to have some fun."

Contract smiled, then suddenly remembered something:
"By the way, can the cards I used before still be used? After the music is over, we'll each be given a private room, click the purple label."

"Purple Label knows about it, so it must be an old customer."

The foreman first affirmed, and then answered the questions about the contract one by one:

"The card is definitely usable. It can be used for life. However, if it is an old card, we may have to check it. If it is a new card, we don't need to go through so much trouble. Please bear with us."

"No problem, it should be."

"Also, ours is no longer called Purple Label. From bottom to top, it's bronze, silver, gold, platinum, and purple diamond."

"It doesn't matter what you call it." Contract waved his hand: "Anyway, just match it."

"That's the purple diamond. I'll arrange it for you later."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Samael kept giving the contract a thumbs up and repeating "Great, really great". Asmodeus was even more eager to vent his anger that had been accumulating since yesterday.

At this moment, Qieyi felt extremely proud, no matter how he usually acted as a younger brother in front of these leaders, but now, he was a well-deserved big brother!

The only person who had been listening to the music and watching the dance from beginning to end waved his hand and said, "I won't go. I'll go back after I finish listening. Don't play too late."

"Ah? You're such a spoiler." Samael shook his head: "Boring."

Asmodeus also said: "We all came out together, what's the point of not going back together?"

The man just smiled helplessly: "Then I'll wait for you here?"

"Forget it, just go back." Asmodeus sighed.

At this moment, Samael remembered something and asked, "Can I choose my own room?"

"Of course." The foreman replied, "You can choose your own room and girl. If you are not satisfied, you can change at any time. In addition, we will also meet any dress requirements."

As soon as he finished listening, Asmodeus' eyes sparkled: "The room doesn't matter, but what I want is that ancient underwear of your Orientals, what is it called?"

"Beltband?"

"Yes!" Asmodeus snapped his fingers. "I made a guide before I came here. This is it!"

"No problem." The foreman nodded with a smile, then asked Samael, "What about you?"

"I'm the other way around. My attire doesn't matter, but I want to specify a room." Pointing out the window, he saw the tall tower in the center of the Jiuyou Pavilion courtyard: "That's the one. When I first got here, I wanted to go up there and take a look. The view there must be great!"

"There." After seeing the tower that Samael was pointing at, the foreman looked embarrassed and said, "I'm afraid that won't work there."

"Why?" Samael asked curiously, "Could it be that is your dormitory?"

"That's not the case." The foreman shook his head: "That is also a guest room, but that room is different from all the other rooms. It is a sky lantern."

"Sky Lantern?" Samael looked at the contract: "What does it mean?"

He thought about it and explained according to his memory: "If you move in, it means that the entire cost of the Jiuyou Pavilion tonight will be covered by the owner of that room."

"How much will it cost?" Samuel had no idea. "Although our business is different now," the foreman calculated, "it should be around 10 million."

"How much?!" Asmodeus almost lost his grip on the glass. "I can do a thousand half sets!"

"But correspondingly, if you light up the Nine Nether Lamp in the room, you can also enjoy the best service in the entire underworld, which is..." The foreman showed an extremely yearning look: "A service that only the Lord of the Underworld can enjoy!"

"Uh," Samael hesitated for a while, "It's not impossible to get it out, but it doesn't seem necessary, you know? Besides, there are three of us, and there's only one room, so it's not enough to share, what do you think?"

"I think so too," Asmodeus nodded in approval.

Perhaps sensing the guests' uneasiness, the thoughtful foreman immediately found a way out for them: "But even if you really want to book it, we can't open it for you, because the Nine Nether Lamp hasn't been lit for many years, and that room has been abandoned for tens of thousands of years."

Unexpectedly, these words aroused Samael's suspicion.

"Well, you're sure you don't want us to live here? You're just going to leave this room there for tens of thousands of years without using it?"

"Don't worry, sir. We won't cheat you. These sirs look rich or noble. How can we not make money?"

The foreman patiently explained:

"It's just that it can't be used anymore because it has been reserved by a legendary customer who has already paid 100,000 years' worth of fees in advance. To be honest, if it weren't for his money, we would have closed down long ago.

So even though he disappeared for a long time and might not appear again in the future, successive pavilion masters strictly abided by the rule that the room was not open to the public in order to commemorate him.

This cannot be broken by anyone.”

"Hmm," Asmodeus discovered the blind spot, "Doesn't that mean that our current drinks and subsequent expenses can all be charged to that person?"

"Well." The foreman's face changed, and he smiled and said, "Let's put it one thing at a time."

"Okay, you! You just can't break the rules that are beneficial to you, but you won't follow the other rules, right?"

Samael was furious when he heard this:
"What do you mean by a thousand-year-old store? Isn't this just bullying customers?!"

Seeing that Samair was really angry, the foreman, knowing that he had said something wrong, hurriedly tried to save the situation: "Dear guests, please don't make a sound. I will waive your tonight's fee, okay?"

"No! It's too late to talk about this now. I seriously doubt that the sky lantern is just a story you made up to gild the lily. I have to see what's inside today!"

After saying that, Samael was about to rush out.

He hurriedly stopped him: "No, this is really not something she made up. This rule did exist before."

Samael was stunned and stared at the contract: "Who are you on?"

The contract first let Samael calm down, and then explained: "Really, because I know who the legendary guest is, that person is"

Before he could finish his words, the tower in the center of Jiuyou Pavilion suddenly emitted a faint purple light!

Contract blinked, and then burst into a rage even more terrifying than Samael: "Didn't you say that the room is not open? I thought you were abiding by the rules and wanted to say something good for you, but you just fooled us like this?! You are still human for having two ends for the same money?!"

The foreman was also stunned. In her memory, the Nine Nether Light had never been lit since she started working in the Nine Nether Pavilion. Even when she changed the furnishings in the room, someone would watch over it to prevent anyone from accidentally touching the Nine Nether Light. How could it be that it was lit today?
And it’s at this critical juncture.
Looking at the furious contract and listening to what he said, such as "you can even cheat dead people out of their money", "you will be punished for doing this", "you have no spirit of contract", etc., Samael's anger disappeared completely.

He poked Asmodeus: "Am I furious or is he furious?"

"He is a contracted demon after all." Asmodeus shrugged, "I have seen people without a spirit of contract behave like this."

The foreman had never seen such a situation before and was completely panicked, but he still remained calm and professional: "Dear guests, please be patient. I will have someone check to see what is going on."

But before she could find someone to verify, a black shadow rushed out from the main pavilion of Jiuyou Pavilion and entered the Jiuyou Tower.

The foreman heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this: "Dear guests, there must have been some malfunction. Look, our Pavilion Master has gone to check it out personally."

Samael and Asmodeus were about to nod, but the contract that had been peaceful from the beginning to the end suddenly became unreasonable: "No, who knows if something you did was exposed? I'm tired of the trick that the final right of interpretation belongs to the organizer. I don't believe it. I have to go and see for myself."

After saying that, he pushed open the door and walked out, leaving behind the dumbfounded foreman and the maid who was frightened by his ferocious appearance just now.

At this time, the man who had said at the beginning that he would go back after listening to the song stood up, stretched, and said with a look of fun: "Let's go, let's go and take a look together, don't let him suffer any loss."

Samael and Asmodeus came back to their senses and nodded: "Let's go!"

"We must have come to the wrong place. Maybe the door has not been used for a long time and has spread to other places. Let's go back first."

Jiang Lu tried to push the others back into the portal.

"I came to the wrong place?" Queen Mother of the West sneered, "Your name is written on it, and you tell me I came to the wrong place?"

Jiang Lu was calm and collected, his face not red and his heart not beating: "Oh, I suddenly remembered that I didn't bring Huang Xiu'e with me. She is the key to our cross-border cooperation, so I have to bring her with me."

"I brought it." Hong Yi unzipped his collar, and a cat's head popped out from his chest.

"No wonder you feel bigger today." Jiang Lu took Huang Xiu'e, threw her aside, and continued to walk towards the portal: "I didn't poop this morning, I'll poop when I get back."

"Asshole!" Queen Mother Xi finally couldn't hold it in any longer: "Explain it to me clearly! What on earth is this place?!"

"Well, um." Jiang Lu could no longer hide it, so he had to put his hands behind his back, lower his head, and look busy. He rubbed the carpet with his feet and explained vaguely: "It's the kind of place where you can have a pretty girl to talk to as long as you pay money."

"A brothel, right?" Queen Mother of the West realized belatedly, "When I went to your royal city before, you didn't stay with me at night, saying that your family had strict discipline and we couldn't stay out overnight. So we ended up coming here, right?!"

"Not really. Not that I come here every day." Jiang Lu felt a little guilty and looked away.

At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open.

A figure rushed into the room, and before anyone could see her appearance clearly, she threw herself into Jiang Lu's arms.

"Wow, wow, wow! Master, I miss you so much!"

Feeling the sharp gazes around him, Jiang Lu almost stiffened to the point of suffocation.

He asked the charming girl with natural beauty hanging on him with difficulty: "Do I know you?"

"You don't know him." The girl shook her head: "Actually, I don't know you either."

Jiang Lu was stunned: "Then what do you call Master?"

"But my grandmother knows you!"

"You are too milky."

"She is your 72nd mistress! The first Pavilion Master of my Jiuyou Pavilion!" The girl was heartbroken. (End of this chapter)