"Haha, I just had a sudden urge to pee, but your restroom here doesn't really suit my taste, so let's get down to business first."
Walking down the seemingly endless stairs, Elaenor Wood's face was as red as a monkey's backside.
Restroom!
That lavish place, it turned out to be a restroom?
Indeed, even the place where the Holy Lord relieves himself is better than where he lives in Medicine King Valley!
People are not as good as sh*t, something like that.
He lifted his head, gazing upwards.
Couldn't see the end of it!
"How many steps are there, actually?" Elaenor Wood asked irritably, "Doesn't the Holy Lord get tired of walking like this every day?"
Even for a master, who would want to spend time on the road?
"The Holy Lord has a helicopter. Besides, the Holy Lord has his own restroom, no need to come here." The young man explained with a cheerful smile, revealing a mouthful of golden teeth.
