Wang Erma's house, a room full of Old Masters were sighing and picking up the fallen mahjong tiles one by one.
"Tell me, how did Fourth Son Pei end up like this? She was such a fine young girl before, looked so gentle, who would've thought she'd be so fierce."
"Really too uncultured, running to someone else's house and flipping the table, never seen anything like it."
"We'd better not play with Pei Laoshi anymore in the future."
"Who dares to play with him."
"Alright, hurry up and clean up, once we're done, we'll start a new round."
With the thought of not fussing with a young girl, these Old Masters didn't criticize Anning too harshly.
However, on the way home, Pei Laoshi kept nagging.
"Lao Si, you can't be like this in the future, running to someone else's house and flipping the table, where have you seen such behavior."
