Gar held the cub in his loose robe, and he stuck to the wall, refusing to rub against too many strangers. Griffin was still wearing a cloak, which made him inconspicuous in this busy street. Most of the passers-by also liked to wear cloaks to maintain their mystery.
"I'm not ready yet." Gar looked at the spiral staircase, "Should I cover Belle's eyes first? She's still a little girl. It's not the right father to take a baby to a brothel."
Wanting to see Taber was just an excuse. The two of them came to the largest brothel in Violet, and Jasper wanted to know how many snake people were there.
"It should have learned to identify Sc*m sooner." Griffin threw the gold coin to the servant who wanted to approach, indicating that he didn't need to lead the way.
"That's true," Gar said. "You're a pro, dear. How many times have you been here before? You don't look like someone who would indulge in lust, but you seem to know your way around. Tell me the truth, Griffin?"
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