"Foot... foot massage?"
Hearing this, Bai Junze raised an eyebrow, stopped playing, and gave a slightly puzzled look,
"Isn't it just a foot massage? What's so fun about it?"
This poor guy clearly hasn't been to one!
Lin Tian put away his phone and grinned,
"This place is way more fun than you think!"
...
...
"Where did they go???"
In the office,
Yao Han jumped up from his chair, his eyes wide open.
"Gol... Golden Footprint...."
The visitor said somewhat sheepishly,
"You've had me keep an eye on Mr. Bai Junze for a few days now. Today I saw with my own eyes that Mr. Lin Tian came to find him, and then the two of them went to Foot Washing City..."
"What?!!"
Yao Han scratched his head non-stop, almost tearing his hair out,
"Two musicians, instead of preparing for the competition, go... for a foot massage??"
"Absolutely true... I didn't dare to follow them inside."
"Are they crazy!!"
Yao Han was losing it.
