"Mr. Guo, don't feel pressured.
These women will be chosen by someone if you don't.
Once inside, everyone gets a mask, so you don't have to worry about being recognized by acquaintances."
Qike didn't answer his question, but spoke to himself.
"Qike, how come I didn't know about such a place?" Havarth asked.
"You've been too busy making babies, of course you wouldn't know about such a place.
This place is very secluded, and I haven't been here many times."
Qike paused and continued,
"You can take them away if you like them, or you can stay overnight.
Full payment is required for taking them away. The specific price needs to be negotiated with the owner of the person you choose. Generally, it won't exceed fifty thousand US dollars.
Accommodation is usually ten thousand US dollars, which is the average price.
You can do whatever you want, but you can't take lives. If you go too far, you'll have to pay to sort it out yourself.
And this place only accepts cash, only recognizes US dollars, and other currencies cannot be used for transactions."
"Who set this up? And so many stupid rules," Havarth said disdainfully.
"Havarth, don't just talk about you and me. Even big shots much stronger than us have to follow the rules here.
If you cause any trouble inside, don't blame me for not warning you in advance."
Seeing Havarth like this, Qike quickly said,
"I know. Let's go in quickly," Havarth said, heading towards the entrance.
"I've prepared these for you.
One million each. How you spend it is up to you.
You can stay as long as you like. Just call me when you're ready to leave."
Qike handed each of them a briefcase safe.
"This isn't much. Many people gamble inside.
You'll see what they gamble on when you go in. It'll be no fun if I tell you."
"Thank you," Guo Xuyang said, taking the briefcase.
"It's been a long time since I've held this much cash. I'll return it to you when I get back," Havarth said, taking the briefcase.
"This is small money. How many such boxes can be dug out from a gold mine?" Qike said with a chuckle.
"You're right. Let's go in." Havarth, carrying the briefcase, walked in.
"Let's go, Mr. Guo. It's just for fun, don't put too much pressure on yourself."
Qike said when he saw Guo Xuyang not moving.
"Let's go. What will be, will be." Guo Xuyang lifted the briefcase in his hand.
One million dollars, it really wasn't heavy.
He took a mask at the entrance, put it on, and went in.
The manor wasn't very lively, with people walking around in twos and threes.
He didn't stay with Qike.
Instead, he walked to a inconspicuous corner, absorbed all the US dollars from the briefcase into his mind, and walked onto the street carrying only an empty briefcase.
He released his senses entirely.
This manor was too large, no wonder he didn't see many people on the street.
The houses along the street were filled with women from all over the world, white, black, yellow, and brown-skinned people of all races.
As for beauty, it's in the eye of the beholder; aesthetic standards vary, and what one sees differs.
This manor actually gathered several thousand women.
There were also quite a few people coming to choose, some engaged in unspeakable acts in rooms, and some even treating these women like objects, wantonly abusing them.
Guo Xuyang continued to move inwards, releasing his senses.
He discovered a pattern: the further inside, the better the quality of the women.
These women were like those in a club, all standing in houses to be chosen.
However, they all had expressionless faces, indicating they were not found through legitimate channels.
He suddenly felt a pang of sympathy for these girls.
He wondered how many families were desperately searching for these women.