Hua Xiaomai spun out like a whirlwind, running and shouting. She rushed headlong into the courtyard, suddenly gasped in the cold air, and then fell silent.
There, Sister-in-law Zuo sat in the middle of the courtyard, all smiles—now that was fine, she was a woman after all. But fatal was that not far behind her, there was Great Saint!
Great Saint, with his hands clasped behind his back, was strolling with interest among some large sauce jars. Hearing her shout, he turned around, joined by Sister-in-law Zuo and Zuo Jinxiang, who all fixed her with a piercing gaze.
