As she spoke, she gestured to a servant beside her, and then the servant handed her a small wooden board. She held it in her hand, her sneer growing colder.
This was clearly a posture of settling personal scores!
Ning Xia's dark eyes whirled round and round, contemplating between underhanded growth and strong retaliation for a few seconds; in the end, she chose to grow underhandedly first!
For her freedom, as long as the old woman wasn't too excessive, she could endure it. No way around it, she was just such a magnanimous, noble little darling~
"Fine, fine, fine, I'll be serious, I'll be solemn, I'll straighten up. Tell me, what do I need to do?"
Sister Wu first demonstrated a standing posture, and as she did so, she said, "Back must be straight, tummy tucked in, legs must be tense. Understand?"
Who the hell doesn't stand like this? Does it even need understanding? Is she insulting her intelligence?
Ning Xia stood in place, "Isn't it just like this?"
