Weilan frowned as she grabbed the object, noticing it felt quite good in her hand, and pulled it out.
Looking down, she saw what it was.
She froze, then suddenly let out a shrill scream, "Ah—"
Ding Lan poked her head out of the bathroom, unclothed, with shampoo foam still in her hair, "What's wrong?"
"You've castrated Song Di, his, his little brother fell off." Weilan shrieked in horror, throwing the object in her hand, "Ew, that's really disgusting."
Ding Lan responded, "Castrated Song Di? Did I do it?"
"If it wasn't you, then who was it?"
"Oh, then it must be it!" Ding Lan finished, shut the door, and continued showering.
Weilan sat on the ground, her head spinning.
This wouldn't do, without that thing, Song Di would effectively be a eunuch.
