Chapter 195: Dragon-Phoenix Assembly (9)
Meanwhile, Qing stood up alone, dusting off her robe and said:
“Oh my, Miss Murong? Are you perhaps drunk? Why are you suddenly rolling on the floor? I was so startled I jumped up. Ah, was this perhaps your creative method of trying to help me up?”
“Th-the floor is a bit slippery. Miss Ximen is surprisingly! Quite! Heavy it seems. I lost my balance pulling such a heavy weight, like some iron lump! Heavy! Thing, Miss Ximen didn’t look like it but her weight!!! Oops, sorry. I misspoke. There was absolutely no malice intended.”
Yesterday Qing had rapid-fired only at weaknesses, so Murong Juhui was dumbstruck, but Murong Juhui’s vicious tongue doesn’t lose anywhere else.
Qing thought.
Only women care about weight. Does she think I care about such things?
It doesn’t hit at all and doesn’t even make me feel bad?
You should know your opponent before attacking, you, you stupid, empty-headed, damned bitch.
I really, truly, not even a tiny fraction of a bit feel upset, okay?
Who gets scratched by such childish words.
Qing, who wasn’t hit at all, answered:
“No. It’s the truth, so what is there to be sorry about? Because I have heavy lumps of flesh hanging on my chest. I really envy Miss Murong. Your shoulders must be really, really, very, very light.”