Allen Zhang gave Richie a look, signaling him to take some guys over to keep an eye on him, in case he pulled out any deadly weapons from the tent that could pose a threat.
He turned back to look at the camp members who had sobered up, including that drug girl, gestured to her, and called her over.
"How much did he pay you to come here to serve them?"
"Twenty US dollars per person. Feis gave me fifty US dollars, asking me to provide full services and stay with him for the night," the drug girl replied timidly.
"You alone, to serve seven or eight people?" Sieg found it somewhat unbelievable.
You must be earning quite a lot then!
Poor Butterfly following you must really be suffering, needing to sweeten up every day.
