"Lady Chen jests, what beauty am I, already faded with age, thus, you should believe my words, Lord Chen, being a widow without support,
how dare I deceive the famed Demon Sword Chen Yuan?"
Lady Xu's beautiful eyes shifted, attempting to dispel Chen Yuan's confusion.
"With women's deceit captured in their words, how could I know if what you say is false, Lady?"
"Hehe..."
Lady Xu chuckled lightly, not grasping the meaning of his words, and instead chuckled lightly:
"Be it man or woman, they only have one mouth, where comes the two?"
"One horizontal, one vertical."
Chen Yuan merely smiled faintly and said no more.
Lady Xu glanced at him, light dancing in her eyes. This time she understood somewhat yet chose not to delve too deeply, maintaining her dignity:
