Muniang stepped forward and patted Guo Yuehua on the shoulder, saying with a smile, "Not bad at all; this state is very good. Perform like this and once you make your debut, you're sure to become a hit."
Guo Yuehua nodded stiffly, yet struggled to ask, "You, you, you're a woman?"
Muniang was taken aback for a moment before she remembered her male disguise from the day before, and she laughed heartily, "No helping it, women aren't allowed in the brothel, so I had to don male attire yesterday."
"Oh," Guo Yuehua's complexion didn't look so good. Muniang found this exceedingly peculiar, "What's the matter? Are you feeling unwell? If you're feeling unwell, just say so. Better see a doctor early than to have problems when you step onto the stage."
"I understand," Guo Yuehua replied with the urgency of escaping for her life and ran off.
