"Uh? We..." Madame Shuangxiu's breathing caught. What she had said just now had indeed been sincere, but it had also been polite courtesy. Who asked so directly? How was she supposed to answer?
Shan Yuru giggled from the side. "Didn't I just tell you, Madam? You mother and daughter are both breathtaking beauties. You can repay him with your bodies." She said it deliberately, firstly to provoke them into losing their heads and rushing over, and secondly to sow discord between them and that mysterious man.
"You!" Madame Shuangxiu trembled with rage, yet she feared the enemy's numerical advantage and did not dare rush over to take revenge.
Song Qingshu shot Wanyan Chongjie an irritated glare. "What are you up to?"
Wanyan Chongjie stuck out her tongue. "I was only thinking of you. It wouldn't do for you to go rushing off to save them before they even asked, only to get nothing out of it."
Song Qingshu said gravely, "Saving people is a righteous act. Why would I need any reward?"
"Do you even believe that yourself?" Wanyan Chongjie curled her lip. "Then why don't you go rescue all those displaced peasant women? Isn't it because they're pretty?"
"And how do you know I wouldn't save them?" Song Qingshu snorted. The reason he wanted to unite the realm was precisely to bring this chaotic age to an end and let ordinary people live and work in peace.
"Fine, fine, I know you have the kindest heart." Seeing his expression darken, Wanyan Chongjie did not dare keep teasing him.
Song Qingshu suddenly frowned and pulled Wanyan Chongjie into his arms, flashing to the side. The next instant, the signboard before them was blasted into pieces by a violent gust of force.
"Who exactly are you, sir?" Evil Buddha Zhong Youxian