If not, Inuyama Ga would not be so interested in these three people.

"Then thank you very much, Master Inuyama. I will take my leave. I will truthfully convey the attitude of the Sheqi Eighth Family to the boss."

Finally, Chu Tianjiao's figure disappeared.

After Chu Tianjiao left, Inuyama He sat alone at the table, seemingly thinking about something.

After a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief and sighed: "It seems that we made a good move this time."

——————————

Man walking in the corridor.

The wide corridor stretches for a long way and seems to have no end in sight.

The decoration around the corridor is luxurious and classical, giving people the illusion of being in medieval Europe.

The ground is paved with golden teak wood, and the floor is waxed, reflecting the bright light emitted by a row of crystal chandeliers on the ceiling.

The surrounding walls are decorated with well-painted oil paintings. There are naked boys bending down to fetch water, and girls wearing cloths bowing their heads to pray to the gods.

Generally speaking, the decoration here can only be described in one word - trench.

The trench is inhumane and extremely luxurious, making people feel that walking in it is a great enjoyment.

But the attire of the man walking inside did not match the decoration here. He was wearing large flower pants and loose short sleeves, and he was wearing a pair of slippers, which pattered on the reflective golden teak floor.

The man's outfit may not be as valuable as the crystal lamp above his head. It can be said that his appearance has lowered the space by several levels.

But the man didn't seem to have this consciousness. He still strolled in the corridor and even looked at the decorations around him from time to time.

Finally, the man stopped in front of a door.

The door is carved with the same naked goddess flying around and a little angel holding a bow and arrow. There is a faint sound of music coming from inside the door.

Xie Chen opened the door, and the voices behind the door seemed to have found an outlet, scrambling to squeeze out from the crack in the door.

There was music, cheers, and even someone whistling to a very brisk tune, which was particularly special among the many sounds.

Looking from a distance, a shining high platform has been set up in the center of the room. Surrounding the high platform are exquisite booths, and below are the bustling crowds.

From Xie Chen's height, he could see a lot of the back of his head shaking.

Countless men and women were swaying to the music on the dance floor. Most of the women were wearing luxurious clothes, and the decorations on their shoulders shone under the twinkling lights in the room.

They wear masks on their faces, and one corner of the mask is decorated with lavender feathers, adding a bit of mystery.

The male companions of the women all wore shirts and dresses, and their leather shoes reflected light in the faint gaps in the crowd. However, these dresses were probably not suitable for normal occasions.

The men's shirts had wide open necklines, no, to be precise, there were no upper buttons on the shirts at all, which forced them to expose a piece of inverted triangle-shaped chest skin.

The men don't wear makeup, they are either feminine or rugged, their outfits are almost the same, and their faces are painted with coquettish makeup.

On the stage was a burly man wearing a sexy pink dress. He held a microphone in both hands and jumped out of the stage mechanism.

It looks very much like Monkey Sun who has just escaped from Wuzhishan and is eager to find someone to take revenge and fight... Maybe Monkey Sun is not that big.

"Ladies and gentlemen, can you please keep your cheers here tonight?! Let me hear your response to the ikebana!" The man pointed the microphone far away to the dance floor below, and the response was deafening cheers.

"Tonight, let your voices ring out——"

"Takamagahara!

"

s..
Chapter completed!