Of course, Karl had no way of knowing that and could only think of it as water.
"Maybe someone sprayed it. Why don't you ask your wife?" Reinhardt spoke, his words contained multiple meanings.
Delicia blushed in embarrassment at those words and hurriedly came up with some excuse to fool her husband.
"It's sweat, honey. The treatment made me perspire a lot".
"This much?!!" Karl was stunned; the whole floor of the room shone brightly, indicating that sweat had soaked the entire area. How could someone sweat so profusely?
"It's sweat, don't make this embarrassing for me. Besides, don't you sweat more than me?" At those words, he laughed awkwardly. Indeed, he did perspire a lot. He asked a silly question.
"Alright, I'll leave the two of you two your own devices. The treatment scheduled for tomorrow will start at the same time" Saying that, Reinhardt stood up to take his leave. He only took a few steps when he remembered something.
