Firmly grasped by Godfrey, the prostitute, ignoring the pain radiating from her wrist, spoke nervously in a broken manner.
"Sir... Sir, is something wrong?"
"Aren't you here to enjoy yourself in the brothel..."
Seeing the prostitute's expression, Godfrey's stern expression gradually softened.
He released the wrist in his hand and said with a hint of apology, "I don't need you. You can go and accompany them instead."
The prostitute immediately nodded, not daring to linger, and quickly left, shaking her fair and plump hips.
As a knight, he could no longer use knightly spirit and principles to justify his previous behavior.
But in refusing to seek the company of prostitutes, he remained consistent throughout!
Godfrey couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh.
At that moment.
A tall figure walked into the brothel.
Scanning the room, his gaze finally settled on Godfrey.
Danke walked over.
Upon reaching Godfrey's side, Danke sat down unceremoniously and explained.
