Zong Ya was silenced, and recalling the harsh words she had said earlier, she felt embarrassed, her pretty face blushing to the nape of her neck.
"How is it, Miss? Are you satisfied with the effects of this bathhouse?"
Li Xiaobai looked at Zong Ya with a grin, certain that no one could resist the power of the bathhouse.
"Hmph, it's just so-so. If you're going to set up a shop here to make money, you should at least have informed me about it. This time I'll let you off, but next time you better ask for my permission first thing, understand?"
Zong Ya was unrelenting with her words, but her body was indeed being honest; the arm that had entered the bath was as if immobilized by magic, not moving at all.
"Thank you, Miss Ya'er, for your understanding. May I know if you would like to take a bath here?"
"A female cultivator can soak for two hours with a single top-grade Spirit Stone."
Li Xiaobai asked understandingly.