"Were you talking about me?"
The boy in the red dress pointed at himself and spoke with interest.
"That's right. You took off your clothes before even entering the bath and kept staring at other people. You're obviously a filthy pervert."
Liu Zheng said righteously.
"Then you've misunderstood me, young lady. Though I am a crude man, I do like to stay clean. I always smell nice. If you don't believe me, you can come have a sniff."
The boy in the red dress said with a grin.
"Who the fuck wants to smell you? You look like a total freak. You probably reek of freak too. Perverted filthy hooligan, disgusting, blegh!"
He put on a look of disgust.
"Say more. Say a little more, and I'm about to come out."
Yet the boy in the red dress wore an expression of enjoyment.
"Can a freak like this enter the bathhouse too?"
Liu Zheng was genuinely disgusted now.
"A customer's XP is their freedom. Our bathhouse does not interfere. But this gentleman is currently harassing you, and that is not permitted."
Old Fourth said knowingly.
"I see. First he ogled me, and now he's harassing me. Trash, you have chosen death."
He crossed his arms over his chest and looked at the boy in the red dress as if he were garbage.
"So, young lady, you want to block our path? Then this king will give you a chance. But if I win, the reward must be changed to a night of spring pleasure between you and me."
The boy in the red dress said dismissively.
"Sure. If he loses, can I just slaughter him?"
Liu Zheng asked Old Fourth.
"In theory, if he directly harassed you, that would be permissible."
Old Fourth said.
In theory, it was permissible. In