"Although it's quite rude,"
sitting in the Taishi Chair, the old scholar cradled his teacup, looking at Zhou Li next to him with dead fish eyes, "but could you roll out of here? At least don't come to me for everything."
"Then who should I go to?"
Behind him, the Fox Demon Dai Yi wore a long red dress, standing properly behind Zhou Li, her three fluffy white tails swinging conspicuously.
"Whomever the hell you want."
Slamming the table, the old scholar said angrily: "Can't you stop bringing a female demon to my house? My wife is from Bashu, you believe she won't clean you up along with her when she gets back?"
"I believe..."
Zhou Li sized up the old scholar with an amused expression, "At your age, Auntie Zhang doesn't trust you?"
"You don't know shit."
The old scholar said irritably: "Married life needs some twists and turns, otherwise it would be impossible to live with dead calm waters."
