Ye Zi came to the Great Bathhouse in the eastern district of Blood Skull Arena, a place specifically serving Ratfolk Servant Soldiers.
Contrary to the slander of the Holy Light Human Race, High-Level Orcs were actually very fond of cleanliness.
Whenever conditions allowed, Clan Warriors bathed every day and smeared their entire bodies with fragrant ointments to mask their intense bestial scent.
They believed that while washing away filth, they could also purify their hearts. Only a refined, radiant warrior could better display the glory of the ancestral spirits.
And when secret medicines brewed from ancient formulas were poured into near-boiling water, or turned into steam baths through pressurized pipes and sprays, the Spiritual Energy contained within the medicines could swiftly seep into the body and soak the soul. After frenzied cultivation and slaughter, it was the best possible way to recover quickly.
Ye Zi belonged to Ice Storm, and Ice Storm was one of Blood Skull Arena's Four Aces. Thus, he had also earned the privilege of bathing.
Those qualified to enter this Great Bathhouse were either servant soldiers of the Four Aces or overseers of miscellaneous laborers who had served Blood Skull Arena for seven, eight, even over ten years. Their information network was exceptionally well connected; they were practically the arena's news center.
"Ye Zi!"
Sure enough, the moment the Ratfolk Boy stepped into the Great Bathhouse, before he could find an acquaintance amid the steaming white mist, he heard an affectionate shout.
An old hunter named Spider from the same servant-soldier squad pulled him into a pool rippling with emerald waves.
Everyone soaking there was a member of the Ice Storm Squad.
Moreover, they were all among the first batch personally selected by Meng Chao.
After several rounds of fierce battles, they had forged deep friendships.