Chu Dazhuang and Orianna stood there, facing each other with their eyes locked, neither of them willing to back down. Eventually, it was Chu Dazhuang who was the first to snap out of it.
Chu Dazhuang glanced at Orianna, momentarily at a loss for words.
"Madam, let's not beat around the bush. Whatever you want, just say it~"
Chu Dazhuang was the first to speak, without any other thoughts in mind. Mostly because Orianna always seemed to have some trick up her sleeve, and her temper was quite peculiar—it wouldn't take much for her to get angry.
After thinking it over, Chu Dazhuang looked up again, then turned his head and glanced at Orianna. This look made Orianna's handsome black face turn red as if it had been premeditated, but the redness on her cheeks was fleeting and she quickly regained her composure.
"Look at you with all these women hopelessly devoted to you. I, your grandmother, am quite curious myself and would like to experience that feeling."
