Lan Peizhi laughed wantonly, and Jiang Chen was certain that he had never seen this kind of smile on her before.

Of course.

No other man probably has either.

Upon realizing what he had just downed, it seemed to taste even richer in retrospect.

Jiang Chen looked down at her delicate little feet, estimating they were size 36?

Size didn’t seem to matter.

"Take off your shoes."

He said.

Lan Peizhi couldn’t stop smiling, ignoring him entirely with no intention to stop.

The more she thought about it, the funnier it seemed.

Drinking his own footbath water, hahaha...

The rustic recluse, the vicious harpy, the ordinary woman who couldn’t control her giggles—perhaps they were all one and the same.

Seeing her ignore him, Jiang Chen, who had been repeatedly humiliated tonight, took action himself, squatting down and reaching out to touch those white canvas shoes.

An intense gaze immediately fixed on him.

"I want to see if you have athlete’s foot."

Jiang Chen explained.

Never satisfied, huh.

Drinking footbath water wasn’t enough; he actually wanted to see her feet?

No surprise, the next moment he was kicked away, though this time Lan Peizhi clearly held back, only causing him to roll half a circle, with the paper ball in his nostrils falling out.

Well, this was better.

Now at least one nostril could breathe.

Youth is great.

Quick recovery.

The nosebleed had stopped.

"How about you take them off yourself."

Having grown accustomed to it, Jiang Chen slowly got up from the ground, opting for a compromise, sticking to his demands.

Lan Peizhi naturally paid him no mind.

"You definitely have athlete’s foot."

Jiang Chen stated firmly, "Otherwise, why would you use medicine to soak your feet? You made me drink footbath water with athlete’s foot, what if I get poisoned?"

"What if I don’t have athlete’s foot?"

Who says only those with athlete’s foot can soak their feet?

Foot soaks can also promote blood circulation, nourish the body, and have many benefits, especially for women.

"If you don’t, you can do whatever you want."

"Do whatever I want?"

Jiang Chen nodded cleanly, "Yeah, even if you let me lick your feet!"

Initially, Lan Peizhi didn’t react, but a moment later, she gradually sensed something was off.

Lick her feet?

"Are you some kind of pervert?!"

Lan Peizhi cursed, seeing through his ulterior motives, her expression fluctuating and indescribable.

"Who’s the real pervert for making me drink your footbath water?"

Someone replied calmly, with righteous indignation.

Oh!

Two big shots aspiring to challenge the likes of heaven, yet squabbling like children. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

When it comes to verbal sparring, Lan Peizhi definitely wasn’t a match, immediately falling into disadvantage, but she wasn’t willing to admit defeat, stammering for a moment before quickly retorting, "Weren’t you enjoying it?"

Jiang Chen sneered, attitude taking a complete 180-degree turn.

"Enjoying? I was unaware."

Truly lacking any gentlemanly demeanor.

Also.

Look at his pitiful, tragic state right now. How could a victim maintain so-called poise when faced with the perpetrator?

He wasn’t some bootlicker!

Oh.

Even if he was a bootlicker, he’d passed the licking stage.

"Everyone eats mere grains. You’re not a real Bodhisattva, thinking yourself unique, with fragrant footbath water?"

Uncertain if mugwort, safflower, or stretch grass has any aphrodisiac effects, but anyway, after downing 250ml of footbath water, Jiang Chen seemed to be fully revived, reinvigorated, and utterly relentless, forcing Lan Peizhi’s face to shift from red to white, then white back to red.

Tongue combat, ultimately not her forte.

If it continued, it might escalate into a physical fight.

Someone, aware that a physical fight would only end in abuse, decided to quit while ahead, retreating just before the volcano erupted.

"Never do this again."

Is this a sincere advice or secretly self-serving?

Don’t be fooled by his loud reaction upon learning the truth; previously, he himself said the taste was aromatic, with no one forcing him.

"Nothing to do with you?"

Lan Peizhi shot back, sternly.

"Don’t you often serve footbath water to others?" Someone feigned astonishment.

Lan Peizhi’s smile was all surface, "You’re the first."

Her intention was clearly to strike back, attempting to regain ground, but who knew someone wasn’t annoyed in the slightest, even somewhat relieved, and showing a bizarre, inexplicable smile.

Indeed, Lan Peizhi was a young woman leader, single since birth, a fierce battle-ready single, but she was different from Tanki Liuli.

She was emotionally intelligent.

So, after catching some peculiar subtlety in someone’s expression, her brow furrowed, quickly comprehending.

"You really are a pervert!"

Jiang Chen looked innocently, "How am I a pervert again?"

Lan Peizhi exposed his disguise, "Like drinking, right? There’s another basin over there. You can drink your fill."

While footbath water may be good, don’t overindulge.

Jiang Chen shook his head, clearly just trying to find humor in misery. Since he had drunk it, he couldn’t exactly spit it out. No one would genuinely have such a bizarre fetish as drinking footbath water.

Would they?

Finding his nosebleed stopped, he simply removed the paper ball from the other nostril and sat back down.

"Your footbath water has quite the kick. If I drink too much, my nose will bleed again in a while."

Lan Peizhi was both furious and upset, perhaps mixed with other emotions, cursing, "Better bleed dry."

Just like Ultraman turning back into a human state.

Blood Guanyin returned to being mortal too.

Indeed.

The footbath water someone drank was genuinely real.

Guanyin never speaks falsehoods.

Her original intent was surely to punish someone, but who would have thought it might actually become... a reward?