"You can now send the twelve beautiful concubines from your household to my residence, grease my palm with tens of thousands of taels of silver, and add about ten spirit jades, and I can try to negotiate a death sentence for you,"
Zhou Li crouched next to Bai Hong, hooking his shoulder with a hideous smile as he put forth his demands.
"I only have nine concubines."
Bai Hong said weakly.
"Holy shit, nine?! You're a real beast, motherfucker."
Chewing on his fingernails, Zhou Li said with indignation, "I can't even imagine such a thing."
"The sour stench of jealousy has already spread throughout the county government office. Is it a distortion of human nature or a degeneration of morality? Stay tuned for 'The Adventures of a 21-Year-Old Boy'."
Tang Wan, standing aside, pinched her throat and broadcasted the upcoming program.
"I'll kill you!"
