Before his terrified eyes, a clump of long black hair slowly rose from the bathtub…,Jiāng's neck was stiff as he twisted it from side to side, taking in the scene. It was still that same bathhouse: blue-tiled roof, whitewashed walls, and on a wooden rack beside him hung his own long robe, freshly taken off...,Li Wangyou could absolutely confirm that the person who suddenly fell from the sky and landed in his bathtub was none other than his domineering boss, the very culprit who had caused him to be reborn in the Tang Dynasty!。