"To be fair, I'll give you three moves."
Upon hearing this, Shen Jiao exclaimed, "Oh my god, there's such a good thing! This is an opportunity not to be missed!" She immediately nodded, "Okay, okay!"
Everyone: "..."
What happened to Miss Shen's pride, which led her to suffer for it?
Wang Dazhuang had won ten consecutive games, and his tail was practically wagging in the air. He spoke with such smugness and generosity that it wouldn't have looked any worse than what he'd said to a beggar.
The onlookers were furious, wishing they could pin Wang Dazhuang to the ground and rub him until he was hot, let alone an impulsive and extremely proud young woman.
Without even a second thought, Shen Jiao would definitely refuse righteously, then raise her chin at a 45-degree angle with disdain, snort coldly, and haughtily say, "Who do you think you are? I don't need it."
So what did they hear? "Okay, okay?"
Is this what you call being unable to refuse a favor? This is clearly a model of being flexible and adaptable, isn't it?
Wang Dazhuang's face also looked rather unpleasant; his expression contorted, and his eyebrows twisted into a pretzel shape.
He wanted to see Shen Jiao become furious, enraged, and finally kneel at his feet, begging for mercy while weeping, not with a "Since you're so tough, give me three more moves if you dare" attitude.
Women should be humble and submissive. It's only because His Majesty has spoiled her and never scolded or beat her that she dares to be so arrogant.
Wang Dazhuang now felt that Shen Jiao was full of flaws and he found her increasingly unpleasant to look at. She had a face that looked like a seductive vixen, always trying to seduce men, and she dressed very extravagantly and ostentatiously. Not only did she not practice proper womanly conduct, she also had no idea how to save money.
A strong sense of disgust welled up in his heart. Although his wife was ugly and stupid, she had one redeeming quality: she was thrifty and hardworking. She hadn't bought any new clothes or shoes for three to five years. He thought that since the men were out there working hard, the women should be frugal and understanding.
Your Majesty is truly foolish. Someone like Shen Jiao should be dragged away and drowned in a pig cage as soon as possible to prevent future troubles.
Wang Dazhuang thought of how Chen Bao would rather befriend a spendthrift woman like Shen Jiao than a talented military general like him. His chest felt like it was being shackled, and he was so angry that he was breathing rapidly. His eyes were filled with venom as he looked at Shen Jiao.
"To be honest, even if Wang Dazhuang gave her twenty more moves, she still wouldn't be able to win. Look at those skinny arms and legs, they would break with a single twist, let alone anything else."
"Huh? But I think even if I give him a 30-move advantage, I still won't win."
"She looks like she's very fragile; even the shell of my pet turtle is harder than her head."
Some people below lowered their voices and discussed it quietly. After all, the person in question was right there, and they would see each other all the time. It would be awkward to make their complaints too obvious.
But Shen Jiao only wants to say, brave warriors, you probably have some misunderstanding about what you mean by "quietly".
Actually, her thinking was very simple. The one who could fight was the eldest brother. Since he was willing to give way, she had to accept it obediently. Otherwise, the eldest brother would feel that she was disrespectful to him and impolite.
She's very perceptive.
However, this expert surnamed Wang in front of her seemed quite dissatisfied with her agreeing? Could it be that she agreed too quickly, and the expert hadn't finished his boastful remarks?
That was too hasty.
After a moment's thought, Shen Jiao said very considerately, "Wang Zhuangshi, do you want me to take away one of your arms and one of your legs? Oh, you should have said so earlier. Don't be shy, I'll accept it."
Everyone: ??? Is that what Wang Dazhuang meant? His face, as black as coal and as thick as a shoehorn, is that embarrassment? Is Miss Shen really not colorblind?
Wasn't what Wang Dazhuang was trying to say that the whole world knew I was just saying something polite, but you, the one who poked the hole, took it seriously?
Now, not only are they taking it seriously, but they also want to press their advantage and pursue the victory? Not only did they give up three moves, but they also want to give up an arm and a leg?
Wow, Miss Shen is such a bargaining expert! I've learned something new.
"You!" Wang Dazhuang was furious. He pointed at Shen Jiao's nose, about to curse her for being shameless, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw that tall and handsome figure walking towards him, and his heart skipped a beat.
He changed his tune, saying, "Yes, that's exactly what I meant."
Shen Jiao noticed his expression. "Wang Zhuangshi looks very troubled."
Wang Dazhuang: That's absolutely right! If it weren't for His Majesty's support, I would have loved to tear you to shreds!
Seeing the indignation on his face, Shen Jiao immediately understood and said understandingly, "Actually, it doesn't matter. Just say you want my two legs back."
Wang Dazhuang's eyes widened. "I didn't! You're lying!"
He was so angry that he felt a tightness in his chest and shortness of breath, and his head was buzzing. He couldn't help but want to slap her twice and call her shameless and talking nonsense, but her cold aura seemed to be right next to him, so he had no choice but to admit, "Yes, that's what I meant."
Everyone was shocked: Wow, wow! If we took Miss Shen to get a haircut, the price of 9.9 coins would be discounted by 50%.
A huge profit!
Seeing that Shen Jiao still wanted to say something, Wang Dazhuang hurriedly stammered, "Enough with the nonsense. If it's not important, don't dawdle, let's get started."
It was nearing dusk, and perhaps the weather was about to change. The sun was no longer as scorching as it was at noon, and it was gradually sinking as if shrouded in a hazy veil. Unlike its usual magnificent and romantic appearance, it seemed gloomy and somewhat sticky and stuffy.
A strong wind whistled, making the leaves rustle, and scattered petals mixed with their lingering fragrance fell all over the ground; it must be raining.
Shen Jiao's inner alarm bells rang; the battle really needed to end quickly! Langya Pass was a place of constant fighting, rivers of blood, and corpses strewn everywhere. There were no sanitation workers, and she had no idea how polluted the environment was. How serious was it? If acid rain corroded her scalp, wouldn't she become balder the more it rained on her?
She nodded, striking the cool pose Chen Bao had taught her, "Okay."
"Miss Chen? Why don't you choose a weapon first?" someone suggested. "I advise you to choose a weapon first, otherwise you won't have another chance later."
Others echoed this sentiment.
“Yes, now is not the time to show off, Miss Chen. It’s not shameful to pick a weapon.”
"Hurry up and pick a weapon. There are many more people to compete later. Don't dawdle and waste time. If you're afraid to fight, just admit defeat quickly, Miss Chen."
"Is it possible that Miss Shen didn't choose a weapon not because she didn't want to, but because she couldn't carry it?"
Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent.
They were all rough men, and wielding swords and spears was commonplace for them. How could Shen Jiao, a young lady who needed to be served by others even when eating and sleeping, possibly lift these weapons weighing dozens of kilograms? It was simply a pipe dream.
Wang Dazhuang couldn't help but laugh out loud. The oppressive aura he felt from his superior finally dissipated somewhat, and his face was full of disdain. "Miss Chen, it's not too late to beg for mercy now."
Shen Jiao was always used to listening to the sincere or insincere advice of others, but at that very moment, a raindrop the size of a bean fell on her head!
"Clatter."
The cool sensation spread from her hairline, and her rationality collapsed instantly. She panicked and cried out, "No need! Mr. Wang, I'm sorry, but I'm about to offend you."
Shen Jiao quickly stepped forward, leaned back slightly, and kicked out with all her might.
Everyone stared at him, unable to bear the sight: "Your kick was like a tickle, not even worth a couple of taps with a stick."
Two loud thuds were heard, one in front and one behind, like heavy objects crashing to the ground.
"Oh no, oh no! Miss Shen tried to kick Wang Dazhuang but was bounced away instead!"
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