Zhang Longhu brought Song Yun to the entrance of the gym and then stopped. "You go in by yourself. My advice to you is that the temporary pain of flesh and blood is nothing for a man. But if you submit to them, you're looking at years of misery. Understand that."
"I know, thanks, Brother Long," Song Yun said earnestly.
"Alright, brother, I'm off." Zhang Longhu patted Song Yun on the shoulder and then left the gym.
Song Yun walked into the gym alone. At that moment, inside the gym, there were a few muscle-bound men working out and several more tender-looking men. All of them were exceedingly effeminate. Some stood next to the muscular men, watching with shining eyes, while others sat on the side, seemingly doing nothing.
Brother Tu and Tongtong held some status in the gym, and as they walked towards Song Yun, people working out would stop to greet them.
"How obedient, here so early," Tongtong said with an ambiguous look at Song Yun. "Couldn't resist anymore?"
