As Wufu and the others were speaking, a madam covered in fat, dressed in garish red and green, with a large red flower haphazardly placed in her hair, came walking over.
"Who is disturbing our peaceful dreams so early in the morning, girls..." The madam, upon seeing the appearance and attire of the few people, instantly wore a big smile and briskly walked over, "Good morning to you, sirs."
This was the brothel’s vigilant madam, Mother Wan. Accustomed to observing words and expressions, she could tell from their demeanor that these were not the usual lowly traders, landlords, or riffraff. It was odd, what kind of people like these would come to amuse themselves in her establishment?
"Are you the madam of this establishment?" Wufu eyed her askance. This time, her voice had changed, taking on the tone of a handsome young man.
Ah Jiu and the others were taken aback when they heard this voice, and they all looked at Wufu in surprise.
With this disguise and the voice, to outsiders she would undoubtedly be taken for a man.
She could actually change her voice?
Ah Jiu’s gaze deepened. No wonder when he first met her, she saw right through his Human Skin Mask. Even now, without a mask, her voice, as well as her Adam’s apple, and a sweep of powder across her face—without stripping off her clothes and looking closely, who would know she was a woman in men’s clothing?
Wufu made a face at him and said to Mother Wan, "Call out the best girl in your establishment to serve us."
"Oh, selecting a girl..." Mother Wan smiled obsequiously, fingers fidgeting.
Su Luo handed over a small silver ingot.
Mother Wan weighed it; it was at least five taels, which brought a delighted smile to her face. She called out, "Girls, we have guests..."
Before she could finish the word, Wufu interrupted, "Just call the two best and that’ll be enough."
They weren’t really there to enjoy the company of women.
Mother Wan uttered an "Ah," then instructed the Little Turtle Servant, "Go, call your Sister Qianqian and Sister Qing Ge to accompany the gentlemen."
The Little Turtle Servant immediately ran upstairs.
Mother Wan then led Wufu and the others to a private room, ordered food and drink to be served, poured out compliments, and received several extra tips.
Wufu hooked Mother Wan’s arm as they left the private room and asked, "Madam, do you have any of those... aphrodisiacs?"
Mother Wan looked at her warily, sizing her up.
It didn’t seem right. This young master appeared far from the sort to indulge excessively to the point of impotence, so why would he need that kind of medicine?
And what’s more, what would he do with it, use it on her girls?
Wufu slipped a silver over, "Madam, it’s not for now, it’s for someone else."
"Master Xiao Wu, about those kinds of drugs, they really are against Heaven’s principles..." Mother Wan feigned hesitation, but her hand lingered on the silver.
"Hey, look at what you’re saying, Madam. It’s just to spice things up a bit, no one’s going to die from it. You’re acting like it’s hard to come by, harmful and all that. If you ask me, what can’t silver solve?" Wufu continued to offer more silver, "If one ingot isn’t enough, let’s add another."
"Master Xiao Wu is right. How about, I bring you some in a little while?" Mother Wan smiled like a blooming flower, "Not to boast, but the aphrodisiacs we have here are potent. Even the proudest girl, under its effects, can’t withstand, hehe."
Wufu smiled too, but that smile didn’t reach her eyes, and there was a trace of coldness, which Mother Wan, busy biting the silver to test its authenticity, failed to notice.
She said nothing more. In this world, everyone has their own path, their own roles to play. She couldn’t be a saint and savior to rescue the world.
Back in the room, Ah Jiu asked with a dark expression, "What do you need that drug for?"
Clearly, he had overheard the entire conversation between Wufu and Mother Wan.