"Hmm."
"Wow, how can you stand him?"
"Hmm."
Chewing on her chopsticks, Zhan Se stared at the plank of wood that served as her coffin lid and was at a loss for words.
Her shameless curiosity, however, had inflated to an uncontrollable extent. She always felt that some truth was right before her eyes. She was even more curious about what was really going on with Fifth Master, what the Young Master's situation was.
"Brother Shou, well, you go ahead and eat, I need to go to the restroom."
Using the need to urinate as an excuse was always the best tactic in the world. Unfortunately, having been duped once before, Iron Hand was probably a bit wary of her now. He stood up as well, "I'll take you."
"This..." Zhan Se touched her face, feigning shyness, "Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"
"It's fine."
"It might be fine for you, but it isn't for me."
"Whatever."
Iron Hand replied expressionlessly.
