Meanwhile, Guo Jing looked utterly bewildered. "Save me?"
Li Mochou sneered from the side. Everyone praised Guo Jing as a great hero, one of the few true gentlemen in the world, but now it seemed that all men were the same kind of bastard.
Da Wu and Xiao Wu exchanged a look. As twin brothers, they understood each other without words. Their master had first gotten involved with Princess Huazheng, and now with this woman too. We're finished. How are we supposed to explain this to Shiniang when we get back?
Even Hong Qigong misunderstood. Frowning, he pondered, After all these years, how did Jing'er become so... so... sigh...
Zhou Botong, meanwhile, felt a chill run down his spine. Waving his hands, he retreated into a corner. "What's so fun about women? Old Urchin hates all that lovey-dovey stuff most of all."
Yang Guo said solemnly, "Please enlighten us, Senior!" At this moment, he was the only one present who truly trusted Uncle Guo's character.
"Why call me Senior? You're making me sound old." Fu Yaohong let out a string of silvery laughter. Such laughter would naturally sound sweet coming from a young girl, but from a woman past fifty, it felt deeply strange—even if she had taken excellent care of herself, the traces of time were still visible.
"But seeing how handsome you are, I won't hold it against you." Fu Yaohong looked Yang Guo up and down, clicking her tongue in admiration. "If I were ten years younger and saw such a handsome young man, I'd definitely bring you into my harem and spoil you properly."
Her words made everyone blush furiously. Hong Qigong turned his head away in anger, while Guo Jing and Yang Guo were also secretly annoyed. Yet considering that she had saved their lives,