"How could you even bring yourself to say something like that?" Uchiha Madara said speechlessly.
"Let's eat first." Uchiha Madara smiled at Zhe Lifenfang. "You don't need to think about this anymore."
"Look, I've been with her for so long, and there hasn't been any progress at all. I've got a bigger headache than you do now," Uchiha Madara said.
"Can the two of us even be compared?" Zhe Lifenfang looked at Uchiha Madara. "I'm a general's son. Who are you?"
"I..." Uchiha Madara thought for a moment, then said helplessly, "I really can't compare to you tomorrow."
"So, miss," Zhe Lifenfang asked Ci Enyiwu, "I know it may be too hasty to ask you to decide now, so how about tomorrow morning?"
"I'll come here to find you tomorrow morning," Zhe Lifenfang said. "I hope you can give me a definite answer."
"You're only giving me one night." Ci Enyiwu smiled. "I think even one night is rather rushed."
"Then how long do you need, miss?" Zhe Lifenfang asked. "As long as you tell me, I can wait. I'll keep waiting for you."
"I can grow old slowly by your side," Zhe Lifenfang said.
Uchiha Madara helplessly shook his head from the side. He had no idea young people nowadays spoke so directly.
"You don't need to wait a night." Ci Enyiwu smiled at Zhe Lifenfang. "I know this one night might be torture for you."
"I can tell you the answer you want right now," Ci Enyiwu said.
"Really?" Zhe Lifenfang said nervously. "I'm a general's son. I studied literature at three and martial arts at five. I'm accomplished in both civil and military matters, versed in strategy and tactics."
"And I have one trait: if I like a girl, I'll like her to the very end. I