"Miss Li is joking." Before the Lady could get angry and speak, Lin Ziyin replied volubly, "Ziyin is but a country girl. I can't handle any of your learned ladies' skills in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. To put it bluntly, I'm just a layman."
As soon as her words fell, a few taunting laughs rang around.
"But Miss Li is correct about one thing. What I know may not be learned well by all of you ladies." Lin Ziyin took a sudden turn in her tone.
"Really?" Upon hearing this, Li Yanran sneered. She was eager for Lin Ziyin to talk big, not scared that her tongue might slip.
Every lady present was from a prestigious family and had been practicing various skills since childhood. Surely they were not afraid of this simple country girl.
"May I ask what skills you possess?" Sure enough, Lin Ziyin's words enraged some of the young ladies.
The young ladies, none of them very old, all had an unyielding streak. To their ears, Lin Ziyin's words were a provocation.