After hearing me out, Sun Chongyang had initially resisted what I was saying, but after thinking it over, he said, "I... What kind of trouble could I cause? It would be trouble for anyone else, but for you... What I've done wouldn't even count as the size of a needle's eye."
"Oh? It really wouldn't even count as the size of a needle's eye?" I gave a wicked chuckle. This fellow had definitely learned some bad habits. Normally, he rarely compared himself to other people's shortcomings.
"Of course!" Sun Chongyang unexpectedly became utterly resolute, wearing an expression that said he was absolutely right. Seeing that I didn't believe him, he hurriedly said, "You have three palaces, six courtyards, and seventy-two consorts—you could be said to have achieved the grand consummation. In the entire Nine Heavens, no one would dare oppose you. Why is that? Because you have so many fathers-in-law; your connections reach far and wide! Who else could take the position of City Lord of Sky City but you?!"
"So that's what this is about—it's a matter of the heart. Did your Longzhu, that super-jealous vinegar jar, overturn?" I laughed heartily. Sun Chongyang had suddenly held up my situation as an example, so it was obvious that something had gone wrong in his love life.
"Ah, it's a long story. If I don't talk about it, I'll suffocate. One day, you said it yourself, I've made such a mess of things... I only dare to boast shamelessly about it when you're here. If it were anyone else, what right would I have to live like this?" Sun Chongyang couldn't help pouring out his grievances.
"Heh heh, I'm different from you. You're an upright gentleman. Look at you—you've taken me for a scoundrel, haven't you?" I said with a laugh.