The nighttime story was nearly over, and everyone had listened attentively.
Miss Gourd said in her clear, lovely voice, [Mr. Stone Mama, are you satisfied with this story combining cuckoldry, a blond homewrecker, and pure love?]
Although Stone Mama was thoroughly satisfied and had enjoyed every bit of it, praising someone else was impossible with that personality. A booming voice rang out. "That's it?"
"Your story's so serious, all revenge and slaughtering entire families. It made an old soul like me feel awful!"
Miss Gourd looked bewildered, apparently not quite understanding.
Stone Mama made an outrageous demand. "Life's stressful, so I like lighthearted stories. Come up with a hundred lighthearted stories for me! No sleeping until you do."
"Have you no shame?" Zhang Ming promptly snapped. "You're lucky she told you one story, and now you want her spending the night with you?"
"We turtles aren't as perverted as you. I only want unlimited wishes!" Stone Mama roared and lunged viciously at Zhang Ming. "Once you're dead, they'll be mine!"
"You ignore every good example and insist on being the homewrecking neighbor!" Zhang Ming shouted back, punching the stone.
Smack!
The stone flew backward, bounced off the mast, and rebounded into Zhang Ming's face.
Old Zhang nearly fell to his knees before the stone. Please, I'm begging you, hurry up and get this Gourd lady out of here. But you don't have what it takes either...
Just beat me to death!
The deck instantly descended into pandemonium.
The young people from Bluestone Village returned to their rooms, yawning and getting ready for bed.
After all, an argument at this level was beyond their ability to intervene in. They were better off pretending they knew nothing... If they actually gloated, they would be the next ones knocked unconscious.
Little White watched