"So? Isn't my wish grand?" Zhu Mudan said confidently.
"Uh! Yes, very grand. But will there be so many men willing to marry you?" Leng Ruoxue asked while suppressing her smile.
"Of course. I'm a rare artificing genius. It's their honor to be able to marry me. They couldn't be happier, so how could they not be willing!" Zhu Mudan raised her head high, so proud that her tail was about to curl up.
"Uh! That seems reasonable," Leng Ruoxue echoed.
"Hmph! Woman, it's useless even if you flatter me. You're dead meat!" Zhu Mudan roared with jealousy. She hated beautiful women!
"Uh!" Leng Ruoxue was stunned. Flatter her? What kind of understanding does this lady have! When did I flatter her? This Pig Peony really thinks too highly of herself!
"Come, kill this woman and bring these two men back to the mansion," Zhu Mudan ordered her subordinates.
