Su Yang glanced at a signboard standing next to the reception desk.
It listed the various spa services and their prices at the Tranquil Pavilion.
Chinese Blood Circulation Spa — ¥488
Thai Royal Spa — ¥498
Full-Body Aromatherapy Spa — ¥668
Jade Pool Yoga Spa — ¥888
Charm & Grace Spa — ¥988
External Sculpting & Internal Detox Spa — ¥1088
Ultimate Hormone Nourishment Spa — ¥1288
Herbal Imperial Dragon Therapy Spa — ¥1488
Scanning the list of services and prices, Su Yang’s eyes lit up as he quickly locked onto the Imperial Dragon Therapy Spa at the bottom.
Damn, this one’s gotta be something special.
Liu Bo and Ji Bo had also noticed the names of the services. They leaned in close to Su Yang and couldn’t help but chuckle. "Bro Yang, what do you say? Wanna try the Imperial Dragon Therapy?"
Su Yang smirked. "You guys check it out first."
"Alright."
Just then, a qipao-clad hostess guided them to the plush sofas in the lobby.
"Please have a seat, everyone. I’ll get you some tea. Here’s our menu of services—feel free to browse and decide what you’d like." She gestured to a smaller version of the service list on the table.
"Got it." They nodded and settled onto the sofas.
Soon, the hostess returned with tea and poured for each of them.
Shen Yixue studied the menu and asked skeptically, "Miss, are all these services… legitimate?"
The hostess blinked, then smiled politely. "Of course they are! Everything here is strictly professional."
"Then what’s this ‘Imperial Dragon Therapy’ nonsense?"
"Ah… that’s just the name of one of our treatments. Rest assured, everything is above board."
"Good. No funny business, okay?"
"Certainly not."
Overhearing their exchange, the five guys exchanged glances, their faces visibly tinged with disappointment.
Pan Ning chuckled and turned to Shen Yixue. "Why don’t you try the Imperial Dragon Therapy and see for yourself?"
Shen Yixue grinned. "Sure, why not?"
Pan Ning then glanced at the others. "What about you guys? Pick your services."
Liu Bo raised his hand. "I’ll take the most expensive one—the Imperial Dragon Therapy!"
Ji Bo followed suit. "Same here!"
Meng Wenzhou thought for a moment. "I’ll just go with the External Sculpting & Internal Detox."
After another glance at the menu, Su Yang chose the unpopular Ultimate Hormone Nourishment Spa.
In the end, Liu Bo, Ji Bo, Shen Yixue, Zhang Ziming, and Ye Wan opted for the premium Imperial Dragon Therapy.
Pan Ning, Lu Yun, Tang Ziyun, and Meng Qianyu selected the Charm & Grace Spa.
The hostess noted their choices and stood up with a smile. "Perfect! Please wait a moment while I arrange your therapists."
"Are all your therapists female?" Ye Wan asked, looking up at her.
"Yes, they are."
"Good. I don’t like male therapists."
"All ladies here."
"Great, go ahead then."
"Of course~" The hostess nodded and left.
Ji Bo nudged Su Yang. "Bro Yang, why didn’t you pick the Imperial Dragon Therapy?"
Su Yang smirked. "This dragon’s too much for an amateur to handle."
"Damn, that’s bold!"
"Think about it—if all of you are getting it, even if there was something shady, they wouldn’t dare pull anything, right?"
Ji Bo’s eyes widened. "Wait… holy shit, I didn’t even consider that!"
Su Yang laughed. "Just messing with you. This place is definitely legit. Pick whatever you want."
"Yeah, a five-star hotel like this wouldn’t risk anything sketchy."
As they chatted, the hostess returned.
She smiled at the group. "All set! Please follow me."
Meng Wenzhou stood up. "Can we choose our therapists?"
"You can, if you’d like. Would you prefer to pick now?"
"If you’ve already assigned them, it’s fine."
"Not a problem. If you’re unsatisfied later, you can request a change."
Meng Wenzhou nodded. "Just asking. No need."
"Then let’s go."
They followed the hostess through the lobby and down a hallway into another spacious room.
The area resembled a typical spa lounge, with several people already receiving massages.
The hostess gestured toward a dimly lit corridor. "This way, please."
Beyond the corridor were elegantly decorated private rooms—some small for solo sessions, others large enough for six.
Su Yang and Meng Wenzhou exchanged knowing smirks as they trailed behind the group.
"You made the right call," Meng Wenzhou muttered.
Su Yang winked. "You too."
The hostess led Liu Bo, Ji Bo, Shen Yixue, Zhang Ziming, and Ye Wan into a large room. Su Yang and Meng Wenzhou lingered to observe.
Inside, the room was well-lit, with six massage beds lined against the wall. Five therapists in high-slit qipaos stood waiting by the first five beds.
After a few brief instructions, the hostess exited and closed the door.
She then turned to Pan Ning and the other women. "Ladies, your room is right here."
Pan Ning and the others followed her to another six-person suite nearby. Su Yang and Meng Wenzhou peeked in before stepping back out.
Meng Wenzhou asked the hostess, "Are all the treatments the same duration?"
"No. The ladies’ session is 70 minutes, while the previous group’s is 100."
Su Yang and Meng Wenzhou nodded. "What about ours?"
She checked her notes. "Your External Sculpting & Internal Detox is 80 minutes, and this gentleman’s Hormone Nourishment is 90."
"Got it. Not too different. Lead the way."
"Of course. Right this way."
They followed her to the innermost private rooms.
Meng Wenzhou entered one named "Elegant Retreat." Once the hostess stepped out, she guided Su Yang a few doors down to another room labeled "Mountain Stream."
"Sir, please go in." She pushed open the wooden door.
"Thanks." Su Yang stepped inside.
He expected the room to feel cramped, but it was surprisingly spacious. The massage bed was wider than those in the shared suites.
Unlike the brightly lit group rooms, this one was dim, with two purple-glowing aromatherapy diffusers by the bed. A subtle, soothing fragrance filled the air.
"Eh? Where's my masseuse?" Su Yang turned his head and looked around, but didn't spot one.
The qipao-clad beauty smiled warmly and said, "Handsome, please wait a moment. Your masseuse will be right here."
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