This kind of adventure was enough for him to brag about for a lifetime.
"This way, please."
He led Liu Zheng to an empty massage room.
"Mr. Liu, do you need to use any equipment?"
Lin Zhengzong asked.
"No need, I've only learned massage for a few years, and I'm not very skilled with acupuncture or cupping."
Liu Zheng shook his head.
"Quality over quantity, massage is the foundation. Mastering this skill is no easy feat. Please go ahead."
He made a welcoming gesture and then laid down on the massage table.
"Then I'll give it a try!"
Liu Zheng stroked Lin Zhengzong's back a few times to get a feel for his muscle condition before raising his tentacles.
The four tentacles lifted high, muscles and cartilage tensing at once, like four steel whips.
Then, the ends curled into fists, resembling four copper hammers.
"Ha!"
With a loud shout, his tentacles swung down in turn.
"Thump!"
"Thump!"
"Thump!"
"Thump!"
