The previous second, I'd been thinking, What storms haven't I weathered in my life?
The next, I was thinking, I've definitely never seen a move this outrageous before.
Zixu Tang's little stunt sent shock waves through everyone's pupils. They looked like geese being strangled, unable to get a word out for a long while. For a moment, they couldn't decide whether to first wonder why their lord had collected these things or to be shocked that she wanted to use them to do something big. Who in the world conquered territory with two boxes of men's fundoshi?
He Xin took a quiet, deep breath and told himself to stay calm.
He Haogu, He Haogu, you've joined the officials at the Imperial Court in a brawl several times. You've seen plenty. Don't act shocked at everything. Even the most bizarre, hair-raising things could happen when it came to this crowd from Kang.
If he really couldn't stay calm, he could always push his elder brother forward.
The only thing worth celebrating was that the Imperial Recorder wasn't here.
If the Imperial Recorder were here, he'd just sweep his brush across the page and record this in the daily notes, preserving it for the history books. Then their lord and the owners of these fundoshi would all be "remembered for all eternity." Everyone had to die someday, but this couldn't be how they went. Just thinking about it made his vision go black.
I have a question. Where did all these fundoshi come from?
He prayed fervently that their lord had nothing to do with this.
Having such a pack of strange colleagues was already enough to make a man feel inferior. If their lord also went mad and turned into a perverted fundoshi enthusiast, He Xin couldn't imagine how many stereotypes