Death Scripture - Chapter 941

Luo Qikang fished out a handkerchief, wiped the sword clean, sheathed it, and went downstairs.

A couple of handmaids and a procuress seemed to have realized what had just happened upstairs. They neither yelled for help nor fled but instead automatically stepped aside, silent. Luo Qikang thought that those rumors were probably true.

He walked onto the icy cold street, terribly disgusted by this ugly, dirty city. But he had already made a resolution. Now that he had come to the Western Regions, he would make the Luo family known to everybody in this exotic region.

That prostitute Yoyo had just been the insignificant beginning.