Wen Lao Si just wants to compete with our master for the lady!
Not only did Ah Jiu's corners of the mouth twitch upon hearing this, even Yuan Ye, who usually had an expression as cold as a frozen wilderness, showed a hint of cracking at this moment.
He took a deep breath and said, "Can't you speak properly? What do you mean 'compete for the lady'? Do you think this is some brothel competing for the Oiran?"
Ah Jiu gave him a cold glance.
Yuan Ye realized he had also misspoken and lowered his head, saying, "This servant knows his fault."
"Anyway, that Wen Lao Si definitely has wolfish ambitions. I see that his gaze toward the lady is no different from that of a prince toward a maiden," Xiao Li huffed indignantly.
Yuan Ye decided not to speak anymore, so as not to be implicated by this fellow.
"Did Jadeite and the others say what Wen Si went to do?" Ah Jiu finally asked.
