Arguing in the street is like haggling over a price at a market.
First, you need to be thick-skinned; second, you need to know how to give up small benefits; and third, you need to be ruthless and precise in your cuts, picking bones out of eggs and biting them to death.
Ji Fengyao's skills were honed to perfection in Earth's vegetable market!
“Yes! Miss Chen is absolutely right. We bandits don’t need a reputation,” Ji Fengyao clapped her hands and laughed shamelessly, taking a step forward. She glanced at the distance between herself and Yuan Zhisheng, then at the distance between Chen Ziying and Xue Mingtao, and said, “We bandits have never had any strict rules about the separation of men and women. We just keep to a minimum distance, not too close, not too far apart, not too far apart, not too far apart, not too far apart. But it seems that Miss Chen’s distance from men on this street is no more than that. It seems that Miss Chen is also a free spirit.”
"You're talking nonsense! I'm completely innocent, how could I be so unrestrained?" Chen Ziying was furious.
"Huh? Didn't Miss Chen just say that I was being all lovey-dovey with Yuan Zhisheng in the street? The distance between Miss Chen and Young Master Xue right now is extremely close to the distance between me and Yuan Zhisheng. Could it be that Miss Chen wasn't intentionally being all lovey-dovey with Young Master Xue?" Ji Fengyao blinked her big, bright eyes, seemingly confused.
Upon hearing her words, Chen Ziying didn't react much, but Xue Mingtao reflexively jumped back a full three zhang (approximately 10 meters).
Chen Ziying is a notorious tigress in Kyoto, and he dares not provoke her!
Seeing this, Chen Ziying was furious: "Xue Mingtao, what are you doing? How dare you look down on me!"
"No, no, absolutely not. I'm just a passerby, just passing by. You guys continue, I'm just passing by, I'm leaving." Xue Mingtao made a gesture of surrender with his hands, slipped away, and disappeared into the crowd of onlookers in the blink of an eye.
"Uh, it seems that Young Master Xue doesn't want to be all lovey-dovey with Miss Chen. I was mistaken," Ji Fengyao said awkwardly, glancing at the other male onlookers. She pointed to one standing closest to Chen Ziying and asked loudly, "Hey, brother, you're standing so close to Miss Chen, you must be willing to be all lovey-dovey with her?"
Upon hearing this, the man's expression tightened, and he quickly retreated as if avoiding a snake or scorpion.
Damn, I just wanted to watch the show!
The crowd found it amusing and burst into laughter.
"You lowly, vulgar bandit, stop spouting nonsense, or I'll have my father and my sister the Empress kill you!" Chen Ziying suddenly became the laughingstock of everyone, feeling extremely humiliated, and screamed loudly in a fit of rage.
"I had no idea that the Duke of Chen and the Empress had such power that they could kill my queen so easily," Shang Xiye said as he emerged from the thick fog. His voice was cold and deep, as if it came from the depths of hell. The chilling aura of his voice sent shivers down the spines of the onlookers, who involuntarily parted to make way for him.
Shang Xiye's stern gaze pierced directly at Chen Ziying, his voice even colder: "Does the Duke think that I am made of clay and often make frivolous remarks in the mansion, thus leading Miss Chen to have this opinion!"
Chen Ziying was just a young lady from a noble family, and she couldn't stand the fierce murderous aura emanating from Shang Xiye. She was so frightened that her legs trembled, her lips pursed and tears welling up in her eyes. She was extremely aggrieved: "She's just a lowly and vulgar bandit. Why do you protect her like this, Ninth Prince? Don't you think she has disgraced you enough?"
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