Zhou Zongbao heard this and immediately sensed an opportunity, hastily said, "Although they are there, Young Master is ultimately as weak as a chicken, am I not? Give me some medicine so I can protect myself!"
The more Gu Changsheng listened, the more she felt something was amiss, so she pointed at herself and asked, "Zhou Zongbao, am I stupid?"
"Uh..." Zhou Zongbao, choked by the question, was baffled; completely lost as to how the topic had shifted to this question.
If Mother Tigress were stupid, would there be anyone smart in this world? This was clearly a rhetorical question!
"Since I'm not stupid, then believing you would be absurd!" Gu Changsheng gave him a look and turned to head toward the dining hall; she was hungry and wanted to go back to eat!
"Hey! Mother Tigress, can't we discuss this reasonably? Just name your price!" Zhou Zongbao quickly followed, refusing to give up.
