[ Even the strongest of men must humble themselves before their physicians, after all.

At least Baizhu isn’t tugging too hard—he’s keeping it just enough to be felt, just to make a point—because a lifetime of bandaging wounds and taking care of people’s embarrassing sex injuries has made him way better at this than he has any right to be. ]

You do seem like you can take a bit of pain…

[ Why does that sound so ominous— ]

Why not tell me where this came from, then?

[ Pointing toward the largest of Wriothesley’s scars. ]

Perhaps if I find the story interesting enough, I can indulge you further.

[ Is this him just secretly putting together Wriothesley’s medical history? You can prove nothing. ]