"this--"
Old Man Mi couldn't speak; his face was not only ugly but also extremely ashamed.
Amo spoke up again: "As for your question about why I chose Achen as my husband, and how he said he wasn't good enough for me, and that I was reckless! I didn't need to explain it to you—"
"But since you asked, why shouldn't I tell you?"
"Listen up!"
“I, Tang Amo, am the only holy woman among the five Miao regions, and my husband, Mu Achen, is the future Miao King.”
"Our Miao marriage is ordained by Heaven!"
"We will share hardships and difficulties, never abandon each other in life, and never be separated in death!"
“Even the millions of Miao people in our several major Miao regions have not voiced any dissent. May I ask, by what status do you judge this?”
At this very moment, Amo--
Domineering, aloof, and assertive!
But she didn't finish her sentence. She glanced outside and saw Ah Chen chatting and laughing with the Miao girls in long skirts, so she felt relieved.
after--
She turned her head and stared at Old Man Mi, whose face had turned red, and her cold voice rose again.
"Perhaps you'll say the Han dynasty! If the Han dynasty—"
"I, Tang Amo, am unmarried, and he, Mu Achen, is also unmarried."
"Our relatives and elders on both sides agree to this marriage. My parents treat him like a son, and his close relatives treat me like a daughter."
"He offered 198 catties of pure silver as betrothal gifts, and on the night of our engagement, he spent millions to set off fireworks that would shatter the entire Tianfeng. As for what I gave as dowry, you wouldn't understand even if I told you!" The matter of Lingdie cannot be spoken of.
"Yes, we have the right to do so!"
"And Mr. Mi, if you pretend to know what you don't, what gives you the right to give me pointers?"
The atmosphere inside the shed changed completely at that moment.
Old Ji and Old Chi knew that from the moment Old Mi started spouting nonsense, the Miao Holy Maiden would teach him a lesson.
Whether viewed from the perspective of the Miao people or the Han people, the Miao holy woman's words were reasonable and well-founded.
What right do you, surnamed Mi, have to spout nonsense here, daring to lecture the Miao holy maiden?
The men and women who were originally conducting research nearby were all stunned by Amo's imposing presence.
Yan Hao, sitting in the corner, was also stunned.
The other two professors stared in disbelief at the domineering Miao saintess.
In recent days, Tang Mo had always been kind and gentle to them. When did she become so sharp?
As for the old man surnamed Mi, he was repeatedly questioned but left speechless by his rebuttals.
At that moment, he felt a heavy weight in his chest and his mind went blank.
A lifetime of illustrious reputation, ruined in an instant.
The more he thought about it, the paler and uglier his face became, until finally—
Pfft!
He had just felt a slight heat and itch in his throat when, the next second, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Old Mi!"
Old Ji and Old Chi hurriedly got up and helped Old Mi, who was swaying and almost fell to the ground.
Yan Hao, surprisingly, jumped up and excitedly shouted:
"happy!"
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