Meanwhile, at a top-tier foot massage parlor in Spirit City.
Ma Hongjun led Tang San, Dai Mubai, and Oscar there.
Though the Evil Fire inside Ma Hongjun was under control, years of patronizing brothels had left him with an addiction he couldn't shake.
Whenever he had nothing to do, those scenes would involuntarily fill his mind, and the beast inside him would roar with wild abandon.
So whenever Ma Hongjun's urges flared up, he immediately found a way to get to a massage parlor.
Even now that they were in Spirit City, the most prosperous city on the Douluo Continent, with the Soul Master Tournament finals just around the corner, nothing could make this spry little fellow settle down.
With several days still to go before the finals began, Grandmaster had gone to find Tang San to discuss how to cultivate his Twin Martial Souls. Ma Hongjun seized the rare bit of free time and headed for this top-tier massage parlor.
Of course, good fortune was meant to be shared among brothers.
As a "fine fellow," Ma Hongjun hadn't forgotten his "fellow sufferers."
Ma Hongjun wasn't selfish like a certain someone, hoarding good things for himself and refusing to share them. Getting that person to share anything was harder than killing him.
Ma Hongjun, on the other hand, was more than happy to share.
On the way over, Ma Hongjun invited his good buddies Dai Mubai and Oscar.
Of course, he hadn't forgotten Tang San, either. He invited him along as well.
But because of Xiao Wu, Tang San initially refused, saying he had to preserve himself for her!
Ma Hongjun immediately jumped up and tapped Tang San on the head, telling him they were going to a respectable massage parlor.
Only then did Tang San reluctantly agree.
But after agreeing, he said the place was too expensive.
Their academy's finances had only just improved. They shouldn't waste money like this, he insisted, urging the others to turn back before it was too late.
On the way there, he'd been righteous and earnest.
But they never expected that people could have two completely different sides.
After they all pushed him into the massage parlor, Tang San seemed like a different person.
Before entering, he'd complained that it was too expensive and the money would be better spent buying Xiao Wu a couple more carrots.
Maybe if he made her happy, she'd give him a massage too.
But once they were inside: "Boss, I want the whole place to myself! Have every masseuse come massage me. Make them line up and take turns, one massage each."
For a moment, Ma Hongjun, Dai Mubai, and Oscar were all utterly dumbfounded.
They'd never seen anyone enjoy himself like Tang San.
Third Brother was still their Third Brother.
They had to hand it to him!
Just imagine how amazing it'd feel to be massaged once by each of those beautiful goddesses!
A whole line of gorgeous masseuses, one after another, giving him massages.
Tsk!
The scene was almost too beautiful to imagine.
Everyone had a different touch and a different level of softness.
Different techniques produced different massage effects.
Wouldn't that have Tang San feeling like he was in heaven?
Ma Hongjun gazed at Tang San as if he were a god.
From that moment on, Third Brother was Ma Hongjun's god.
In front of Tang San, he wasn't a phoenix at all.
He was just a scruffy little chick who hadn't even grown all its feathers.
Ma Hongjun immediately followed Tang San's example and ordered the full foot-massage package.
Seeing that, Dai Mubai and Oscar followed Tang San and Ma Hongjun's lead.
They wanted the full package too.
After Ma Hongjun bought a lifetime membership, the four of them were shown to separate private rooms.
Tang San had his eye on a "Succubus."
She was a purple-haired woman with a curvy figure and alluring eyes, dressed in tight yoga pants.
Her figure was incredible. Even "ample bosom" didn't begin to describe her.
"Hello, Technician No. 88 is here to serve you!"
After bowing, the Succubus set her tools aside. She bent forward with the massage oil in hand and rubbed it over her body.
Tang San lay down as usual, closed his eyes, and prepared to enjoy her service.
At that, Tang San raised one finger and made his request.
"Just serve me once, then have the next one come in right away. Make sure you put plenty of strength into my lower back!"
Tang San's voice cut off abruptly.
The next instant, his eyes flew open, and he sat bolt upright.
A flicker of alarm passed through his eyes.
"What's wrong? Was my service bad? Did I hurt you?"
It was the Succubus's first day on the job, and she had no experience. She'd only just started when Tang San suddenly tensed up and sat bolt upright.
"This is my first day on the job. Please give me another chance. I'll do a good job, I promise I won't hurt you again!"
She looked back at the colleagues lined up behind her and pleaded in a sweet voice. Her eyes were so pitiful that anyone would feel for her and hate to see her cry.
That fragile look was a sure-fire killer against an innocent young man. He'd pour his heart and soul into treating her well.
Even if she wanted a coin from a pot of boiling oil, he'd risk his life to retrieve it for her.
When Tang San didn't respond or make any move to refuse, the Succubus's eyes took on a trace of vulnerability.
She hesitantly reached out to serve him.
Her movements were even gentler than before, clearly taking what had just happened into account.
Tang San lightly patted her buttocks and motioned for her to get up.
He wasn't in the mood anymore.
Tang San's expression left no room for doubt.
"All right!"
She didn't insist. Lowering her head, she got up, gathered her things, and left.
After she left, Tang San didn't call in another masseuse.
Instead, he sent them all away.
Once all the masseuses had left, Tang San's gaze grew even more profound.
He touched his chest, a puzzled look in his eyes.
He muttered to himself.
"Why? Why did I suddenly feel a pang in my heart?"
Tang San couldn't understand why he'd suddenly felt that way.
His body was as strong as an ox, and there was nothing wrong with his heart.
He couldn't make sense of it.
"Could it be because I love Xiao Wu so much that my body is loyal to her alone?
So I'm put off by all other women.
No woman can touch me, and the moment one does, I feel a pang in my heart?!"
Tang San racked his brains for a long while.
At last, he came up with that explanation.
But it was obvious that it didn't hold water.
Tang San gently shook his head.
"No, that's not it."
"There's no such thing as loving someone so much that your body is loyal to that one person!"
After a brief silence, Tang San rested his hands on the armrests and looked down.
"Besides Xiao Wu, I've also touched Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong.
When I touched them, I didn't feel anything like this!"
Tang San rejected the idea outright.
Yet just as he dismissed it, that pang struck again, stronger than ever before.
Tang San's pupils abruptly contracted.
He touched his chest, feeling an emptiness inside.
It was a hollow feeling in his heart, as if he'd lost something incredibly important!