"If I could learn even a tiny bit of Mr. Lin's skills, I would have my wild woman kneeling and begging for mercy!"
Seeing that the gang's voices were getting louder, Lang Qing hurriedly scolded, "Shut up, all of you! If Mr. Lin hears, you'll all be in trouble!"
The gang immediately closed their mouths and dared not make another sound.
However, Lin Tian had already heard their discussion outside the private room door.
Lin Tian was feeling extremely proud, filled with a sense of accomplishment.
After another half an hour had passed, Lin Tian was finally thoroughly satisfied.
Xiao Ya and the other nine women were all lying in the private room, hair disheveled and weak as mud, too exhausted to even get up.
Fortunately, the room was carpeted with a thick red carpet, otherwise lying directly on the tile floor would definitely be cold.
"Does anyone else want to continue?" Lin Tian asked, flaunting his weapon with a couple of swings.
