However, before Zhao Rong and his assistant could step into the salon, two burly men stormed out, cursing.
"Damn it!" the bearded man swore angrily. "Standing at the door was a beauty in her twenties, but inside was a woman in her forties. What a turn-off…"
The muscular man roared, "The woman at the door had fair skin and was young and beautiful, but the one inside had sallow skin and was old and faded…"
As the two men left, Zhao Rong and his assistant, who had been about to enter, turned and walked away as well. Zhao Rong couldn't help but shake his head. It seems I can't go into salons anymore. They aren't just unhealthy; they're dangerous…
