Night falls, moonless.
Inside the brothel.
People come and go, light gauze sways.
Li Zheng embraces a woman wearing light gauze, opens his mouth, and drinks the liquor she hands him, reaching into her clothes to knead her soft flesh.
Beside him sits a Jinzhou officer, currently wearing casual attire, like Li Zheng, also embracing a brothel woman and joking around.
After three rounds of drinks, five flavors of dishes.
A knock on the door sounds outside, the Jinzhou officer releases the woman, walks to the door, and talks briefly with the visitor, then turns to give Li Zheng a look.
Li Zheng understands and pats the woman's rounded derrière: "Wait outside. Unless I call you in, you're not allowed to enter."
The woman in light gauze rolls her eyes at Li Zheng and walks out, twisting her waist like a water snake.
Before leaving, she conveniently shuts the door.
Li Zheng raises his hand to tidy his somewhat disheveled clothes, then downs the fine wine in his cup: "Speak."
