Can You Describe What She Looked Like?

Only in the bathhouse, where everyone was equal, could Valo temporarily forget his status as a slave and recall his former life.

Especially when he stepped into the hot pool and submerged himself completely, letting every pore relax, Valo could not help letting out a satisfied sigh.

He closed his eyes in the pool, but after waiting a while and seeing that Zhang Heng had not entered the water, he opened them again. "Come on. It'll be a little hot at first, but once you get used to it, you'll feel all your fatigue carried away by the warm water. Back when I ran an antique shop, I often invited old clients to the bathhouse to soak and discuss business..."

As Valo spoke, he seemed to remember something else, and a nostalgic look appeared on his face. But the pain from the bruise on his chest quickly pulled him back to reality.

He had gotten it during his fight with Habitus. Although Zhang Heng's plan had succeeded, it had also enraged Habitus. The latter had shown no mercy afterward, slashing him directly across the chest with his sword and winning the fight. Fortunately, the doctor had confirmed that none of his ribs were broken.

Rather than responding to Valo, Zhang Heng pointed at a corridor to the south. "Where does that lead?"

Valo poked his head out for a look. "Probably the steam room."

The steam room was similar to a modern sauna and was the hottest place in the entire bathhouse, with temperatures reaching sixty degrees. Endless heat poured from cracks in the walls and floor, and anyone without sandals could easily get burned.

"Did you see anything suspicious when you came in?" Zhang Heng asked afterward.

"Something suspicious... What do you mean?" Valo asked, puzzled.

There were not