In the Merpeople Nation.
"Madam, please change your clothes," Lu Xuan's voice was gentle as he bowed.
He was wearing a bathrobe, an unhidden smile on his face, holding a wooden tray in his hand.
On the tray lay a pair of light, translucent white silk stockings, neatly folded.
In front of him, Cheng Lingzhu, wearing a black nightgown, clenched her teeth: "A bet is a bet, I'll wear them."
Earlier in the afternoon, the two had visited a temple of the merpeople. Unlike the temples of the Barbarian Tribes, this one was more like the ordinary temples in the secular world, open to visitors.
There was a large pool in the temple filled with spiritual spring water, teeming with many spiritual fish.
Lu Xuan was pondering whether the merpeople would raise saltwater or freshwater fish when a temple servant came to feed the fish. This led to a bet between Lu Xuan and Cheng Lingzhu.