Yang Xiong glanced at Tang San. "I'm really sorry, but it's time for my Medicinal Bath. Have a seat and wait a moment."
Tang San sat down beside him, while Yang Xiong climbed out of the Medicinal Bath barrel, returned to the bathroom to wash up, and changed into a fresh set of clothes.
Since practicing Tai Chi Fist, Yang Xiong had come to enjoy a quieter life in addition to intense exercise, and he had developed a habit of making tea.
When the dormitories had first been funded and built, every room had been made quite spacious, with a bedroom and a living room, fully furnished inside. Aside from the Medicinal Bath barrel, the living room also contained a tea table and chairs, even a desk, mainly for when he wanted to settle down and read.
Yang Xiong brewed Tang San a cup of tea before speaking. "Tang San, why did you suddenly come to see me alone today? We were just given a week off. Shouldn't everyone be out having fun?"
Tang San took a sip of tea and smiled. "Xiao Wu was exhausted, so she's been sleeping ever since we got back to the dormitory. I also wanted to rest and balance work with relaxation."
"On the other hand, you don't seem to have taken a moment off at all. I have to admit, I admire your dedication to training."
Yang Xiong smiled. "I've been used to it since I was little. If I don't train or take a Medicinal Bath, I actually feel uncomfortable."
Tang San thought for a moment before speaking. "By the way, Yang Xiong, the ingredients in your Medicinal Bath seem rather extraordinary. Many of those Poisonous Herbs are extremely toxic. Normally, let alone a Soul Elder, even a Soul King might not