Hongyun said with a gloomy face, "Let's go! You don't know how to play chess at all."

"Then I still have some silver in the Demon Slayer Department's warehouse, so I'll lend it to you as my aunt. If I win, we'll split the account thirty-seven."

"Little bastard, are you addicted to gambling? You made such an outrageous request," Hong Yun said with a puzzled look on her face, not knowing what this guy wanted to do.

But as a young master, he has pushed his demands to such an extent, so there is no reason not to support him, just in case...

"Okay! Go in!"

Li Huaiyun clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Auntie!" He pushed through the crowd with Hongyun and came to the door of Bailu Tower.

Two burly men in dark clothes stood guard there. When they saw someone coming up, they raised their hands to stop them.

“The entry fee is twelve taels per person!”

"Ten taels?" Hong Yun shouted in surprise. She had never thought it would be so expensive. "It's too expensive. You might as well go and rob it!"

"If you can't pay, just stay back," the strong man responded expressionlessly, "This is a performance by the oiran of the Fengxin Tower. It is a rare opportunity to have this opportunity in several years."

"Decide quickly, if you don't want to come in, just get out of here!"

"Be polite to me!" Hong Yun took out some silver and handed it over, then glared at him fiercely.

The money she had just received was given away again! She felt a pang in her heart.

The strong man took the silver coins and showed a flattering smile, "Okay! We invite distinguished guests to enter the building!"

Hong Yun had a gloomy face. She lost twenty taels at once, which made her chest feel a little tight. Coupled with the unreliable Li Huaiyun, she vaguely felt that these twenty taels had already been drained.

They walked through a covered bridge paved on the ground, with fragrant osmanthus trees on both sides, and arrived at the first floor of Bailu Building.

At this time, the building was filled with melodious singing and the sound of the piano, and there was a bustle of people. There were people walking around, all enjoying the oiran's performance.

It is like a huge square, with many temporary performance stages set up for singing, playing the piano, calligraphy, and chess. Each stage is manned by an oiran, and there are many interested people sitting under the stage.

Li Huaiyun saw the nearest performance stage. There were many pieces of calligraphy hanging on it. The handwriting was smart and vigorous. The person holding the pen was an oiran named Ling Mo. He was wearing a red inner skirt and a thin yellow satin. He was holding a brush.

He was splashing ink on the desk.
Chapter completed!