"I dare not." The little maid began to prepare to cry again, but this time Li Wanguo didn't take the bait. He directly pushed her out of the bathhouse and shut the wooden door.,She reached for the soap, but all she saw was a small bucket filled with yellowish-brown grease.,Li Wangyou's soul traveled through a thousand years and possessed a sixteen-year-old boy named Li Wangyou in the Tang Dynasty who had just passed away.。