Within the curtain of water, Lu Bei and Zhu Xiushi stood shoulder to shoulder, their practiced stance clearly not their first.
And whenever Lu Bei occasionally blurted out some lewd jokes, Zhu Xiushi neither refused them outright nor ignored them. Instead, he provocatively fired back, one frivolous and debauched, the other devoid of self-respect—they were a perfect pair of shameless dogs.
Sister Bai watched all this, her heart aching, feeling indignant that her good disciple had been deceived.
This brat isn't worthy of my disciple!
With a turn of her head, the Prime Minister remained utterly calm, as if the little white-faced man secretly indulging himself had nothing to do with her.
Sister Bai opened her mouth but could find no outlet for her raging fury, falling into a questioning of life itself.