In a certain corner.
Gao Fei, Chen San, and Liu Qing huddled together, whispering amongst themselves.
"That woman just now was the Palace Master of the Piaomiao Palace," Chen San chuckled, "She's really beautiful."
"A woman can actually be so beautiful," Liu Qing said, licking his lips vigorously, "If I married her, I don't know how many people would be envious to death."
"Look at what little ambition you have," Gao Fei scoffed, "You've only seen her from a distance and you're already overwhelmed?"
"Sir, aren't you moved at all?" Chen San asked.
"What good would being moved do?" Gao Fei snorted, "She wouldn't even deign to take a proper look at us." At this, Gao Fei added another sentence, "What status do we have, and what status does she have? To say they are as different as heaven and earth would not be an exaggeration."
"Sir, there's no need to be so blunt, it hurts our self-respect."
