"Sir, did someone just come in?"
"Susu, concentrate, Taoist Friend Si's condition isn't good."
"This fox spirit, perhaps not even an immortal can save her this time, alas."
"Don't talk anymore, let's try again."
...
The next day.
Cui Room.
In the room, steam rises, clouds roll and colors glow, like a fairyland.
In the misty steam, a large bathtub is placed in the center of the room.
In the tub are a man and three women, all unclothed.
The man is not handsome, but he is steadfast and composed, with a hidden aura of killing intent that combines with his refined appearance, giving him a peculiar charm.
To the man's left is a young girl, about eighteen, with delicate brows and eyes, as pure as a painting.
On the right is a voluptuous, charming woman, but at this moment her face is extremely pale, looking seriously wounded.
Opposite the man is a lively and charming woman, with a light blue pupil suspended above her head, looking somewhat eerie.
