The Radiant Glory Empire's prisons gave inmates two opportunities to wash each day: once at ten in the morning and once at ten at night.
Of course, these were communal bathhouses, not private bathrooms.
After dinner, Poseidon eagerly took his clothes to the bathhouse, ready to wash himself.
The great Lord Sea God disliked this crude communal bathhouse from the bottom of his heart.
But the fleas and cockroaches in the prison made Poseidon even more uncomfortable, leaving him no choice but to wash himself.
As Poseidon rinsed his body, he began considering how to get the people of Sea God Island to rescue him.
Just then, the door to the communal bathhouse opened, and Scar entered with a group of bare-chested men.
All of them wore towels around their waists, their upper bodies bare. They walked up to Poseidon and surrounded him.
Poseidon was still lost in thought.
By the time he came to his senses, he had somehow been surrounded by a group of burly men.
"You... what are you doing?" Poseidon asked, bewildered.
Scar smiled faintly. "A-Dong, according to the rules, you need to call me Scarface Brother!"
"Scarface Brother, what are you going to do?"
Poseidon stared at the men surrounding him and cried out in alarm.
An inmate behind Scar said, "New guy, we're just teaching you a rule."
Before Poseidon could react, Scar pointed at him and ordered, "Stand still and behave."
His voice brooked no argument, and Poseidon instinctively straightened up.
Scar smiled faintly, casually picked up a bar of soap, and squeezed it hard.
The next moment, the soap shot out of his palm, traced an arc through the air, flew past Poseidon, and landed heavily on the floor.
Poseidon froze briefly. He stared at the soap, completely unable to understand Scar's