It was indeed shocking. Madam Lu actually looked so...exceptionally gifted. She was tall with a frame that seemed to measure between one meter ninety and two meters, easily half a head taller than the not-so-short, peach-eyed Master Lu.
Her features were also unlike the soft beauty of women, with a large nose and mouth, and even sporting a light beard, it was truly a man's face.
She looked as if she had a severe excess of male hormones.
But it wasn't just her ugliness; she also wore heavy makeup. The blush on her cheeks was as red as a monkey's bottom, quite glaring to look at, and indeed, she resembled a man dressed in women's makeup.
Madam Lu, with a pleasing smile on her face, handed a delicate basket to the handsome Master Lu, who received it with great disgust, shooing her off toward the women's side as if swatting away a fly.
Madam Lu, however, was not perturbed, saying, "Oh my son, won't you see if what mom prepared pleases you?"
