Fortunately, after a burst of noise from inside the room, it quieted down, and a voice came from inside: "What's the matter?"
"Sir, Yang Shu has returned," the servant quickly answered respectfully from outside.
"Let him come in."
The servant hurriedly turned and ran outside.
When Yang Shu arrived, he saw two maids coming out of the room in disarray, one of whom even cast him a flirtatious glance.
Yang Shu suddenly felt his legs go weak, almost collapsing to the ground, which elicited a giggle from that maid.
"Come in." A voice sounded from inside the room.
Yang Shu hurriedly bowed and walked in.
On the Arhat bed in the room, a man was leaning lazily against a large pillow, his clothes not fully fastened, looking very languid. A little girl, appearing no more than ten years old, wearing just a small bellyband, was gently massaging his legs.
