This question wasn't simple!
Tell me, when normal people saw this question, what weapon would they think was best for beating a woman?
There were so many weapons—sabers, spears, swords, halberds. Who would have thought of fists?
But in Wang Jinfu's eyes, it was different. In his eyes, it had to be fists.
Fists were meant for beating women.
That belief was deeply ingrained in him, utterly clear-cut.
Inside the main hall.
"What exactly is this Fourteenth Elder trying to pull?"
The Strong Experts truly couldn't make sense of it.
First, he hadn't shown himself for over twenty days. Then, after finally coming out, he wrote such an absurd question.
Beating women?
No, how much did you hate women?
More importantly, were you playing around? Were you really treating this like a game?
The answer to the question was fists?
What was the connection?
What could this question possibly reveal?
"The Fourteenth Elder's way of thinking is different from ours, but it Doesn't Matter. Even if he is just playing around, as long as there isn't any major problem, let him have his fun."
The Ninth Elder, that mature Beauty, said with a smile.
"As expected, the Fourteenth Elder really does attract women's affection. Ninth Elder, could it be that you want something to happen between you and the Fourteenth Elder?"
An Old Man asked.
"I'm already old and faded. The Fourteenth Elder is so handsome—though I might want to, I don't have the courage. But the Fifteenth Elder..."
She smiled as she looked toward Li Xian'er.
"The Fifteenth Elder and the Fourteenth Elder look like a perfect match. If the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect could bring about such a wonderful marriage, that would be excellent as well."
Li Xian'er said calmly, "Matters of the heart are left to fate."