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Confronted by the repulsive pretty boy face, Huang Yu found herself unable to voice her disgust, even though she felt an urge to punch the person opposite her.
No, to stab.
She held grudges very well, during their last skirmish neither was able to gain the upper hand, and Tayin resorted to all manners of humiliations in the midst of battle; groping, face-slapping, hair-pulling, and even nose-picking.
Every time she recalled it, Huang Yu would involuntarily grind her teeth in anger.
"You can't even speak sweetly, and yet you want to become the Monster Empress!"
Lu Bei scoffed twice, "I'd rather go find Shen Luo, if it were her, she could think up various ways to flatter me for ten days and nights straight."
Saying this, Lu Bei listed Shen Luo's virtues, although the female chieftain's magnanimity was average, and her valiant face lacked a woman's gracefulness, as a beauty fit for eye-pleasing she was more than sufficient.
