"Are you talking about me?"
The youth in the red dress pointed at himself, speaking with apparent interest.
"Exactly. Getting undressed before even entering the bath, and staring at others—I reckon you're nothing but a filthy hoodlum."
Liu Zheng spoke with an air of righteousness.
"Then you've misunderstood me, my fair maiden. Although I'm a crude man, I do like cleanliness, and I always smell nice. You can come and sniff if you don't believe me."
The youth in the red dress said with a cheeky grin.
"Who the hell wants to sniff you? Just looking at your face, I can tell you're a total creep, and you must reek of it. Disgusting weirdo, ugh!"
He made a show of revulsion.
"Talk some more, keep it up, and I'm going to really start enjoying this."
The youth in the red dress, however, appeared to be relishing the moment.
"Can someone as perverted as this even be allowed in the bathhouse?"
By now, Liu Zheng was genuinely grossed out.
