Amidst the rising steam, Zheng Jun took off his Official Robe, tossed it casually onto a sandalwood clothes rack nearby, and submerged himself completely in the large wooden tub.
"PHEW."
The moment he sat in the tub, a wave of comfort washed over him. He felt his nerves, stretched taut over these past few days, finally unwinding.
"It's been a long time since I've been this comfortable," Zheng Jun sighed in his mind.
Ever since crossing over to this world, he had either been taking out loans or paying off debts without a single moment of rest. His most frequent form of daily entertainment was actually going out to eat at the Rejuvenating Building. And it wasn't even a normal meal—it was "team building" with his subordinates. He didn't have much time to relax like this.
