On both sides of the road, small buildings adorned with red lanterns stood tall, with beautiful women and welcoming servants stationed at the entrances. However, the most eye-catching sight was undoubtedly the grand building at the end of the long street, which was larger and more imposing than the others.

Xiao Yifeng guessed that the building must be Qingyuan. He walked over slowly, and along the way, beautiful women occasionally emerged to throw flirtatious glances his way.

Xiao Yifeng, however, remained indifferent and approached the building. From a distance, he could see the one large character, Qingyuan, written on it.

Qingyuan was different from other places; it lacked the usual worldly atmosphere. The women here were not scantily clad like in other places but were elegant and aloof, resembling noble ladies.