Zhou Li's only consolation was that neither Da Ming nor Loulan had a clear concept of a toilet. If the concept of a toilet could have been proposed by some sage over a thousand years earlier, that sage would surely have harvested two hundred and fifty kill experience points.
The target of the kill would have been Zhou Li.
To be honest, describing the throne of a generation's King of Loulan as a toilet wasn't quite fitting. But there was no helping it, since the thing really did look the part, and if it wasn't for the fact that the throne was crafted of ice sand, Zhou Li might even have thought it was the flush toilet that had traveled through time with him.
The problem is I didn't die on a toilet.
After a brief period of reflection, faced with the puzzled looks of the two, Zhou Li forced a smile and began to explain,
"Sorry, the sight of it brought back memories."
