?Mobile reading Originally, Qin Feng thought the three little witches merely wanted to go to a KTV and have a good time. But upon arrival, he realized it was far more complicated. The so-called Red Mage Castle is located along the street of bars in the old city district—famous as the city's red-light district. On both sides of the street, one finds foot baths, KTVs, and bars, not to mention the streetwalkers. Bars usually open in the evening, while foot baths and KTVs begin operating as early as mid-afternoon. Being in the old city, cars simply can't enter; guests have to park at a distance and walk in. "I mean, future cousin," Qin said, looking at the streets overflowing with dirty water and the stunningly dressed streetwalkers, "can't we find a more upscale venue?" Fang Fei replied with irritation, "How can we even get into a high-end place?" Only then did Qin remember that formal entertainment venues typically do not serve young people under the age of adulthood. But that's not really an issue at all—just wear some clothes from Changshu, and no one will check your ID. Seeing that he looked slightly dissatisfied, the young girl added, "There's a benefit here—prices are quite affordable. You're not even happy about saving money, are you? Plus, I know some people at Hong Mo Bou, so we'll get a discounted rate!" Qin, thinking to himself, thanked her sincerely. As her future brother-in-law, how could he possibly be unhappy about spending a little? Yesterday, at the five-star hotel, he hadn't managed to accomplish anything and had spent several tens of thousands of yuan. The four of them walked straight in. From the way Fang Fei kept glancing around, it was clear she had never been here before. Wang Yujia and Huang Xiaozi still kept asking where exactly they were headed, which further highlighted the issue. Then it made sense—how could she have known people here if she'd never been to this place before? With a touch of suspicion, Qin Feng and the three young girls walked into a KTV with an unusually elaborate entrance. What made it stand out was its red devil design—complete with flowing hair and a mouth wide open at the entrance. Fang Fei walked at the front and as soon as they stepped inside, she exclaimed loudly, "Where's Xiao Hei? Is he here? I've come, and he hasn't even come out to greet me!" A young man who had been flirting with the female cashier turned around, his eyes instantly brightening when he saw the three of them. He beamed and said, "You really came, didn't you? I thought you were just kidding!" "Miss Fei always follows through!" the young girl declared with the air of a senior, but in Qin Feng's eyes, she still seemed remarkably immature. The man known as Xiao Hei was at least twenty-three or twenty-four years old, with skin so dark it almost shone. His eyes—like a color-obsessed wolf—streaked steadily over the three fresh, youthful girls. In comparison, the cashier who had just been flirting with him instantly seemed to have matured into an aunt. Each one a little Miss Fang, and Xiao Hei doesn't feel the slightest bit flustered—this guy truly knows how to make moves. Of course, when he sees Qin Feng trailing behind, a hint of displeasure flashes across his eyes. Though it's brief, Qin, the young lord, catches it instantly, thinking this young man must have some ulterior motive. Fang Fei and Xiao Hei first met on WeChat; with her outgoing, youthful personality, she quickly became a close friend. Xiao Hei is also exceptionally talkative, and once they grew closer, he began inviting Miss Fang to visit Red Mage Castle. He's particularly skilled at charming young, naive girls. The first time he saw Fang Fei and her companions, he nearly drooled—he found them utterly refreshing and pure, a stark contrast to the more seasoned, polished women he usually encounters. Every girl he invites here eventually ends up under his spell. Thus, seeing Qin Feng, an unexpected visitor, naturally brings a sense of irritation. With an extra male guest, it would be harder to make a successful impression—yet for him, this wasn't at all a challenge. "Ladies, and gentlemen, I'll take you to our finest room!" Xiao Hei was exceptionally attentive, stepping ahead to lead the way. The three young women, visiting the venue for the first time, were full of curiosity, exploring here and there, much like Liu Auntie entering the Grand View Garden. Qin Feng, trailing at the back, was also observing—though his focus was entirely different from that of the three women. He noticed a clear flaw in the layout: to maximize operating space, the corridors were narrow, and most critically, there was no designated safety evacuation route. Moreover, no fire safety equipment was installed overhead. To achieve optimal acoustics, all the windows in the room had been sealed shut, making it extremely difficult for guests to escape in the event of a fire. Moreover, the homes located in the old city district are quite old, and electrical wiring aging is a very practical issue. Combined with the aggressive renovations undertaken to meet business objectives, these inherent vulnerabilities have been further exacerbated. Seeing all these concerns, Qin Feng furrowed his brows. He pulled at Fang Fei's sleeve and said firmly, "I suggest we move to another location—this place truly isn't safe." The young woman raised an eyebrow, expressing her displeasure, "How much more verbose are you than my mother? When you came in, you didn't fail to notice that everyone on the street was enjoying themselves—what could possibly be unsafe?" Xiao He immediately added, "Please don't worry—our place is absolutely safe. Come in." The room carried the lingering scent of the interior decoration, appearing splendid on the surface yet using the most subpar materials. As soon as the three women entered the room, they began vying to choose songs. Xiao He then turned to Qin Feng and asked, "What kind of wine would you like? Since it's Fang Fei's personal visit, all beverages will be offered at 80% off." "Bring the drinks—green tea!" Qin Dashi said calmly. Xiao He heard it clearly, yet he strained his voice and asked, "What? Say it again?" "Green tea!" Qin Feng repeated, fixing him with steady eyes. Xiao He soon gave in, but at that moment Fang Fei stepped in with enthusiasm, shouting, "Don't listen to him! What's green tea? It's tasteless! Bring several bottles of beer and foreign wine instead!" Xiao He's face lit up, smiling, "Green tea is traditionally served with foreign wine—got it!" With that, he dashed off. How could he not drink? Without drinking, how could he ever get a chance? His immediate priority was to get rid of this obtrusive guest. While ordering the beverages, he summoned a street vendor, and the two of them whispered together, exchanging a conspiratorial chuckle. Three young girls were vying for two microphones, especially Fang Fei—she was truly a legendary "mic queen," gripping one tightly and refusing to let go. No matter what song it is, she always jumps in to comment. A large quantity of green tea-based cocktails is brought in, but Qin Feng easily identifies them as fake—these are bottles priced at just a few tens of yuan, pretending to be premium ones worth hundreds. Thus, experienced people rarely order foreign wines at nightclubs; over 90% of them are fakes. The three women not only sing with enthusiasm but also drink with great joy, sipping one after another, clearly showing the potential to be bold, free-spirited women.