"Senior Sister, what brings you here?"
"Oh? Not happy to see me?"
"Of course not! I wish you'd come every day."
Tang Wen lay in the medicated bath, looking up at Shui Yun.
It had been three days since he returned to the Seven Kills Hall to resume his secluded training.
Shui Yun gazed at his high-bridged nose and prominent Adam's apple. Recalling the Observing Men Skill she had recently learned, she felt a secret satisfaction.
'You can tell a lot from the details. Junior Brother must be one fine bull.'
"An Extraordinary-level medicated bath... I can't believe you can actually handle it."
After staring at Tang Wen for a good while, she finally noticed the medicinal herbs in the tub.
Her eyes filled with surprise.
'How long has it been since Junior Brother became a Martial Artist?'
'Back then, I only dared to soak in an Extraordinary-level medicated bath after I became a First-class Martial Artist.'
