"Four thousand five hundred taels." Yin Oliver Pei glanced at Yuzhuo, still indifferent.
At this moment, the seven or eight rich and powerful young men in the private room all shut up.
Even if they were tempted, they didn't have the courage to spend five thousand taels to buy a prostitute for a night. That would be simply crazy.
Someone secretly tugged at Yuzhuo's sleeve, signaling him to wake up.
But Yuzhuo ignored him and said stubbornly, "Five thousand taels."
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