Under the guidance of Weidingled, David and the others exited through the back door of the casino and walked about 100 meters to the entrance of "Indian Style Street".
The flow of people entering the entrance was not small, but those coming in and out exhibited two markedly different demeanors.
Those entering bore faces full of anticipation, eagerly yearning.
However, the men coming out appeared listless, their gazes dim, as if they had been hollowed out inside.
"Let's go in, Director David!"
Following Weidingled, David entered and was greeted by a sea of flowers.
Yet more eye-catching than the flowers was the sight that everything here seemed to return to a state of pure nature, where people seemed to forget all outside morals and customs, mingling in all sorts of ways (ten thousand words omitted here).
Half an hour later.
The group browsed from the head of the street to the tail.
Seeing David and the others with their 'eyes wide open', Weidingled proudly said, "What do you think, Director David, would you dare say this isn't a paradise for men?"
David didn't respond, but he indeed was thoroughly shocked by this Indian Style Street.
He even dared to guarantee that even DG Street in China during its heyday could not match the variety found here!
Here, there was only what you couldn't imagine, nothing that couldn't be played; even without legal constraints, anything and everything was fair game!
"Paradise for men" was indeed a fitting title!
As these thoughts passed through his mind, an Indian youth approached Weidingled and whispered a few words to him.
Weidingled nodded and waved to David and others, saying, "Come, Director David, please follow me this way!"
He led David and the others a few hundred meters further to a tent, then lifted the tent's cover and said, "Director David, as it's your first time visiting our tribe, it's customary for us to give a small gift to our guests."
"How old are you?"
"Fifteen."
"Where are you from?"
"Philadelphia..."
"Why did you come here?"
"This..."
Caroline looked down, a flicker of pain crossing her eyes, but it seemed as if she recalled something terrifying and forcefully adjusted herself back to a normal state before lifting her head again.
By this time, David had his suspicions confirmed.
While walking through the street earlier, his 'golden finger' had detected several traffickers.
And these girls were presumably kidnapped by those traffickers and then forcefully sold here.
In such a lawless reservation, one could only imagine the fate of these girls.
What's key is that these girls were only around 15 or 16 years old, still of school age!
The more David thought about it, the more despicable he found the traffickers and Elder Weidingled in front of him. He then turned to confront Weidingled, "Elder Weidingled, what is the meaning of this?"
"There's no other meaning, just a small gift. If Director David doesn't like them, I can have someone bring a different group..."
Weidingled thought David was displeased with the choice and hurriedly signaled his subordinates to bring others.
Before he could speak, David interrupted, "No need, take me to see your Chieftain!"
David had seen enough of the reservation's illicit dealings and, now stumbling upon such a matter, he had no desire to linger any longer.