Hmm?
Lin Chen was startled by Qiu Wushuang's words.
"Lord Qiu, if you want to kill me, just do it. Why insult me with such words? You might as well say that I'm infatuated with you, that I admire you, and would not hesitate to die for a chance to see you,"
Qiu Wushuang sneered coldly, "I insult you? There are plenty who like her, and plenty willing to die for her—are you not one of them?"
Lin Chen was confused by Qiu Wushuang's words, "Lord Qiu, from what you're saying, is Master Zhen very beautiful, a femme fatale?"
Qiu Wushuang snorted, "Is she not?"
Lin Chen was at a loss for words, "Are we talking about the same person?"
Qiu Wushuang asked incredulously, "What do you mean, you're telling me the Zhen Liuxue you met isn't beautiful?"
Lin Chen replied, "If silver hair, a face full of wrinkles, and aging like a withered tree can be considered beautiful and captivating…"
Qiu Wushuang exclaimed in surprise, "Zhen Liuxue looks like an old woman now?"
