"What is wrong with him?" Yan Huan got up and asked the medical team.
"He fainted from pleasure. We need to move him to a different pool to help him recover."
"..."
Watching the kid get carried away before his eyes, Yan Huan felt a bit disappointed.
He still wanted to have this buddy take him around for a bit more.
"Guest, you're all set."
The massage therapist big sis bowed to Yan Huan. "I am No. 736. If you felt my massage was good, remember to request me again next time~"
At the same time, one of the Mountain Folk walked up to Yan Huan and slowly bowed.
"Hello, I am No. 245. If you have needs, you can request me next time as well."
"Ummmm..."
Yan Huan nodded repeatedly.
"Alright, when my teammate comes, I'll have him request you."
After the two massage therapists left, Yan Huan finally stood up and began looking for his missing slippers.
"Huh, where'd they kick those off to?"
He lowered his head, trying to search beneath the lounge chair, only to find himself locked in a staring contest with an old man.
Yan Huan: "..."
The old man: "..."
"What the hell are you hiding under my chair for?"
"Whose chair? Public spaces belong to everyone..."
The old man slowly crawled out from under the lounge chair, stood up, and patted his bathrobe.
Yan Huan clearly saw a pair of slippers tucked into the old man's waistband.
"What the heck, why are your slippers there? Hurry up and give them back to me."
"Whose and yours?" The old man took half a step back, shielding the slippers tucked at his waist.
"I'll say it again, this is a public space. Slippers belong to the bathhouse and don't belong to anyone. Anyone can