The number one spendthrift woman in the capital actually brings glory to her entire family?

Meng Benbo gazed at the magnificent city of Luoyang ahead for a long time before cracking his whip and eagerly following Sikong Jin, his dark face unable to conceal his amazement and excitement.

Meng Benbo came from the Guiliu area of ​​Yingcheng in northern Zhongzhou. He spoke with a very heavy local accent. Fatty and Mei Ruhua had tried to correct his accent many times, but to little avail.

"The largest city in Zhongzhou truly lives up to its reputation!"

He kept praising it along the way. As a country bumpkin entering the city, he couldn't hide his excitement and excitement. "Sir, I've heard that Luoyang is a major martial arts center, and the girls there are all uninhibited, warm, and forthright. I wonder if I'll be lucky enough to bring back a beautiful wife this time... Hey, sir, what do you think of my outfit today?"

Sikong Jin glanced at Meng Benbo and chuckled, “I’ve heard that girls in Luoyang like handsome heroes. Most importantly, the man has to be fair-skinned and clean-cut, like me… Look, that girl looked at you with a strange look because you’re so dark!”

Upon hearing this, Meng Benbo turned and followed Sikong Jin's gaze, immediately frowning angrily. "Bullshit! I am the dignified Deputy General of the Wangzhou Army, what right does she have to look down on me? Dark skin is a sign of health! How ignorant! Zhang Feng, Li Ji, don't you agree?"

Zhang Feng and Li Ji exchanged a smile, then turned their gaze to their master, Sikong Jin.

Sikong Jin coughed lightly, lowered her voice, and whispered to Meng Benbo and the others, "In Luoyang, people don't value this official title. First, they look at your martial arts skills; second, they look at your wealth; and third, they look at your looks. Besides, the girls here are all proficient in all eighteen martial arts styles—truly tough women..."

"Sir, what is a tomboy?"

Meng Benbo looked up in confusion, and both he and Zhang Feng were puzzled.

"Tomboy, huh? This kind of tomboy is usually very beautiful. They are decisive, calm, and have very clear logic. They are very tough and can fight as bravely as men. They have a strong aura and are invincible, surpassing men. Most importantly, they usually don't have boyfriends, which means they are usually single."

"Is he even more fierce and imposing than Vice General Mei?"

Sikong Jin nodded and smiled, "They're evenly matched!"

"If that's the case, they should like a strong and burly warrior like me, why would they like a pretty boy like you, sir..."

"As the saying goes, things reach their extremes and then reverse. You wouldn't understand even if I told you. This official is low-key, luxurious, and sophisticated. Can any pretty boy be as wise and powerful as me? From now on, call me Young Master! Let's go into the city!"

Meng Benbo, “…”

As the group slowly entered the city, a bustling and vibrant scene came into view: wide streets, shops overflowing with a dazzling array of goods, crowds of people, and pedestrians shoulder to shoulder. The level of prosperity far surpassed that of Malan City.

"Sir, oh no, young master! There doesn't seem to be an inn here. Should we go to an inn for the night first?"

Zhang Feng looked around and asked.

"Let's stay at an inn. We want to stay at the best one, the one closest to the brothel."

"Yes, young master, let's settle in first, then we'll go out and have a good meal. The sun is about to set, and we're tired after traveling all day. It's a rare treat to come all the way to Luoyang!"

"That's right! Young Master, we want to eat the most expensive food and have a wild, unrestrained night of revelry. It's rare that that stinky old hag Ru Hua isn't here! No one will bother us. Young Master, you must be itching to go, right? I've heard that the courtesans in Luoyang are the most beautiful in the entire Fengyun. They're gentle and beautiful, alluring and gorgeous, pure and obedient—they have it all!"

Having been bullied by Sikong Jin for so long, Meng Benbo and the others would never let go of any opportunity, since all the expenses should be reimbursed by the adults anyway.

Sikong Jin raised her delicate eyebrows, looking inscrutable at the group of people who were excitedly looking around, and smiled leisurely, "Alright, the expenses for this trip will be divided equally and deducted directly from your salaries."

Meng Benbo paused, his dark face tightening. He then picked up a straw hat from a nearby stall and said with a smile, "Young master, this is nice. The weather is gloomy; it looks like it's going to rain."

Zhang Feng looked up and saw that the setting sun was still hanging in the sky...

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Finally, Sikong Jin and the others found an inn near Zhuque Street, the busiest and most prosperous street in Luoyang, to settle down. By the time they finished everything, it was already dark.

Sikong Jin leisurely sipped a cup of hot tea, leaning against the window and gazing down at Zhuque Avenue. Below, the streetlights were just coming on, creating a bustling and vibrant scene. Under the streetlights, pedestrians came and went in an endless stream, mostly nobles and powerful figures dressed in magnificent robes, accompanied by large groups of followers. Each of them wore swords at their waists, the swords gleaming with a dazzling and cold light.

As expected of a martial arts stronghold, people from various sects and schools could be seen coming and going everywhere, and their auras were extremely dangerous.

After finishing her tea, Sikong Jin looked away, put the cup down, and strolled out of the room. Meng Benbo and the others had been waiting eagerly for her.

After settling in, the four of them left the inn and agreed to find a good restaurant on Zhuque Street for dinner.

At this moment, Zhuque Street is bustling with activity at the night market, filled with lively voices. Compared to the second- or third-rate city of Malan, Luoyang City, with its level of prosperity ranking among the top five in the entire Fengyun Continent, is truly tempting. The dazzling array of goods and products looks incredibly fresh and new.

"Young Master, where shall we eat? The Xianghua Restaurant we just passed was quite nice... This Luoyang, hmm... even the air smells good!"

Meng Benbo turned to Sikong Jin with a look of admiration.

Sikong Jin shrugged. "What do you want to eat? We'll split the expenses anyway, and I'm not picky."

you are vicious!

Meng Benbo glared at Sikong Jin, then looked around with Zhang Feng and Li Ji, their eyes suddenly lighting up—

"Hey! Sir! What's that up ahead? The Hilton Hotel? What a strange name! What are those two beautiful women doing standing at the entrance? Why are they bowing and smiling at everyone... Hey, what are they wearing... such beautiful curves..."

"Oh? What strange clothes are those... Hey, they're also wearing red cloths draped diagonally... Look! There are words on them..."

"Hmm? Hilton welcomes you? How strange..."

The three stared in astonishment at the two strangely dressed, smiling, and gentle beauties at the door, bowing and greeting the guests. They couldn't help but turn to look at Sikong Jin.

"Well, as far as I know, they're called receptionists, and the clothes they wear are called cheongsams. These cheongsams accentuate a woman's curves, and they make a woman look more elegant," Sikong Jin explained casually.

"Let's go there!"

The three of them made the same request. Sikong Jin raised an eyebrow, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded.

The Hilton Hotel, surrounded by flowers, was bustling with guests. As soon as they reached the entrance, they heard two welcoming ladies greet them with gentle smiles, "Welcome!" Then, a woman dressed in equally strange clothes led them to a table for four.