Sky Curtain: Taking Little Rhinoceros to wash his feet! Li Er breaks down!

Lin Yu gestured with his hand, his tone as calm as if he were discussing the weather, "Your Majesties, why don't we move to the VIP room to avoid suspicion and soak our feet to relax?"

Liu Che stood up, stretched his limbs, and his eyes gleamed with a sharp light: "When in Rome, do as the Romans do. I want to see what secrets this celestial palace of yours, which can bring the little rhinoceros back to life, holds."

Lin Yu led the way. The four emperors, each a great emperor of all time, followed closely behind, their steps steady, but their eyes couldn't help but scan their surroundings.

At the end of the corridor, a frosted glass door blocked his way. Lin Yu did not reach out.

"Whoosh—"

The infrared sensor door slid open silently to both sides.

Liu Che's right hand shot towards his waist, only to find nothing. His eyes narrowed sharply as he stared intently at the glass door that had opened by itself without anyone touching it: "This door... it actually possesses the spirit of an array?"

"It's just a sensor door; it opens when something alive approaches." Lin Yu strode in.

The four emperors looked at each other, suppressing their shock, and carefully stepped over the threshold.

Inside the private room, Su Tiantian was already prepared. Four constant-temperature foot bath tubs were lined up in a row, steam rising from them. She was holding a measuring cup, adding three drops of amber-colored premium medicinal bath solution into the water.

The medicinal liquid dissolves instantly upon contact with water, releasing an extremely potent and penetrating aroma that bursts forth from the Baihui acupoint, filling the entire room in an instant.

Zhu Yuanzhang sniffed, his eyes suddenly lighting up. But instead of heading towards the foot basin, he was drawn to a pure white ceramic object in the corner.

"Young Lin, is this jade stool for washing your hands?" Zhu Yuanzhang circled the smart toilet, his gaze landing on the row of buttons. Out of military instinct, he stretched out his rough fingers and poked at the button with the water droplet design.

"Sizzle—"

A jet of warm water suddenly shot out from inside the toilet, heading straight for the ceiling.

"There's a hidden weapon!"

Zhu Yuanzhang roared and leaped back three feet like a cheetah. He landed firmly on his horse, his eyes wide open, fixed on the still-spouting "White Jade Pool".

Ying Zheng, Liu Che, and Li Shimin reacted extremely quickly, taking a half step back at the same time, their faces showing signs of being on high alert.

Holding the essential oil bottle, Su Tiantian looked at the four emperors of all ages who seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, her lips twitching uncontrollably. She forced a laugh, stepped forward, and pressed the stop button.

"Your Majesties, that's a smart toilet, used for... flushing after using the toilet, it's definitely not a hidden weapon." Su Tiantian pushed up her black-rimmed glasses and explained in a serious tone.

The private room was deathly silent for a full three seconds.

Zhu Yuanzhang's face flushed red. He coughed twice, straightened up, and tried to save face: "Later generations even make such elaborate arrangements for relieving themselves! Extravagant! Too extravagant!"

Lin Yu pointed to the steaming foot bath tub at the opportune moment: "The medicinal bath is ready, at a constant temperature of forty-two degrees."

The four emperors' attention was instantly drawn back. The aroma of the medicine was simply too tempting. They had been working tirelessly for the country for years, and their bodies were already exhausted. At this moment, even the bones of their bodies craved the medicine.

The four walked toward the sofa, about to take off their boots.

Su Tiantian unfolded a white towel and interrupted crisply, "The medicine can be soaked together, but we only have one masseuse right now. Massages have to be done one at a time." Her gaze swept over the four men. "Who wants to go first?"

The atmosphere instantly became awkward.

With his hands behind his back and his chin slightly raised, Ying Zheng declared unequivocally, "I am the First Emperor, and this first place naturally belongs to me."

"What a joke!" Liu Che retorted, not giving an inch. "In terms of martial prowess, I've routed the Xiongnu! I'm definitely getting this first taste of their soup!"

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly, rolled up his sleeves to reveal his muscular forearms: "We fought our way out of piles of corpses! Seniority-based ranking is meaningless. Let's go out and have a go at it; whoever has the stronger fist gets to wash first!"

Li Shimin adopted the airs of the Heavenly Khan, a half-smile playing on his lips: "My son is a regular customer at this shop, and I'm practically the owner, so I should go first."

Four men standing at the pinnacle of power in China found themselves locked in a tense standoff in a modern foot massage parlor over the order in which feet were washed.

"Ah!"

A soft, sweet child's voice broke the silence. Little Sizi, wearing a green dinosaur onesie and barefoot, ran out of the lounge, her fluffy tail swaying back and forth.

She ran up to Li Shimin, tilted her little face up, and puffed out her cheeks: "Big brother said that cutting in line is not good! Father, you have to line up obediently and not argue with the uncles."

Looking into his daughter's clear, big eyes, Li Shimin's imperial domineering aura vanished instantly.

"Alright, alright, Father will listen to Sizi and line up." He squatted down and rubbed his daughter's head, immediately giving up.

Upon seeing this, Ying Zheng burst into laughter: "Li Lao Er, your might as the Heavenly Khan is not as effective as a little girl."

After all that fuss, following the chronological order of historical dynasties, Ying Zheng naturally sat on the leather sofa in the very center.

"Your Majesty, the water will be a little hot at first, so please take it slowly," Su Tiantian reminded him.

Ying Zheng removed his dragon boots and footwear, suspending his feet above the water. A strong medicinal aroma wafted towards him from the steaming heat. He took a deep breath and slowly dipped his feet into the amber-colored medicinal bath.

"hiss--"

The moment he touched the water, Ying Zheng gasped sharply.

It wasn't scalding hot, but rather an extremely domineering penetrating force! The medicinal power in the water seemed to come alive, violently breaking through the meridians along the Yongquan acupoint on the soles of the feet, transforming into a scalding warm current that rushed straight up the legs and bones like a wild horse.

Ying Zheng, who spent years hunched over his desk reviewing bamboo slips, had a stiff neck and suffered from severe migraines, which were unbearable on rainy days, like being pricked by needles. But at this moment, a warm current flowed upwards, reaching the back of his head. The stiff muscles melted away rapidly under the impact of the heat, and the lingering, cold pain that had plagued his mind for years was instantly and completely dispelled.

"call……"

The First Emperor of Qin leaned heavily back on the sofa, closed his eyes, and let out a long, comfortable sigh that was utterly out of character for an emperor. His facial muscles, tense for half his life, completely relaxed at that moment.

"This water... has an ethereal quality," Ying Zheng murmured to himself, his voice filled with undisguised intoxication. "My head... doesn't hurt anymore."

Standing to the side, Liu Che, Li Shimin, and Zhu Yuanzhang all swallowed hard. Which emperor didn't suffer from some hidden ailment? Seeing Ying Zheng's immediate and comfortable state, the three of them were practically green with envy.

"Bang! Bang! Sizzle—"

Outside the door, the banging escalated into the ear-piercing sound of a chainsaw cutting metal.

"Lin Yu! I'll count to three, and if you don't open the door, I'll saw it down along with you!" Wang Dafu's furious roar pierced through the wall.

The private room was filled with mist and soothing white noise. The violence outside and the tranquility inside created an extremely absurd contrast.

Lin Yu pulled up a chair and sat down, casually picking up an apple from the table and taking a bite. A crisp "crunch" sounded.

"Saw at the door? Let him saw it." Lin Yu chewed on the fruit, his eyes calm and unwavering. He looked at the emotion value on the system panel, which had soared past 300,000 due to the arrival of the four emperors, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

Su Tiantian moved a small stool over and sat down next to Ying Zheng's feet, then poured out some essential oil and rubbed it in her palms to warm it up.

"Your Majesty, you've had your soak for a while, it's time for the main course." Su Tiantian pushed up her glasses, a professional yet cunning glint flashing behind the lenses. "I spent five thousand yuan on a Thai fusion massage class, the pressure penetrates the fascia. You'd better hold back and not make a sound."

Ying Zheng closed his eyes slightly and scoffed disdainfully, "What a joke. I conquered the six kingdoms, and even if Mount Tai collapsed before me, I would not flinch. How could a mere massage possibly make me lose my composure?"

Without further ado, Su Tiantian grasped Ying Zheng's right foot with both hands, located the reflex zone on the sole of his foot with her thumbs, and pressed down hard with her waist!

next second.

The eyes of the First Emperor of Qin instantly widened to be larger than copper bells.