"No, no, you're doing very well, keep going." Li Wangyou sighed to the heavens, what a wicked feudal society!,Li Wanguyou helplessly cupped a spoonful of thick soapberry broth in his hand, smearing it upwards as he muttered curses under his breath.,Jiāng's neck was stiff as he twisted it from side to side, taking in the scene. It was still that same bathhouse: blue-tiled roof, whitewashed walls, and on a wooden rack beside him hung his own long robe, freshly taken off...。