Eunuch?
Xu Feng was taken aback.
He let out a cold snort and laughed heartily, "What kind of joke is that? I don't have any problems now—in fact, I'm worried that I won't find any beauties that catch my eye in the future!"
"Ah? What do you mean by that?" Mu En asked teasingly with a laugh.
Their back-and-forth was just like a comedy routine.
Xu Feng chuckled, "I'm completely sick of those run-of-the-mill, mediocre women plastered everywhere looking practically identical—whether it's the same old internet-celebrity plastic surgery faces or various heavily made-up, semi-permanent Korean makeup looks. It's just so boring to see!"
"Do you really think those cookie-cutter beauties are attractive and charming? I'm afraid only the desperate, powerless single dogs without money or status would treat those materialistic and deceitful women as their dream goddesses! Haha!"
With that laugh, even the Mu father and son joined in the raucous laughter.
