"…Even the best champion could fall under the dress of a beautiful woman." Ye Shuang could not help but sigh when the two were locked in the conflict. This was already a tactful conclusion that she could make. If she was not so keen on preserving all these people's faces, Ye Shuang would actually have thought that the woman whom Luther described had even greater talent than Madam Grace at being a Black Widow.
The latter merely used men for their youth and energy; however, the former not only did that but ruined the men's lives in the process. Athough, technically, neither was better than the other.
Ye Shuang's grumble was overheard by everyone, and this classic way of speech did not evade any party's comprehension. Madam Grace gave Ye Shuang a side-eye and turned to Luther with much chagrin in her eyes. "The male creatures always think they're better than everyone else."
"…" All the male creatures present.
