and sat down at his desk, pulling out a sheet of paper.He frowned, staring at the blank sheet of paper. After a moment, he took a deep breath and began to write: "To my esteemed brother, Zai Dao, Chan...Chapter 702: Soaps.Long Huaiyu strode into the main hall, offered a joss stick to the City God, and then sat on the meditation cushion, waiting quietly.Soon, an old man wearing a black cloak came in.The old man remove...