"Sixth Sister!" Tong Xiyan looked at Xiqiu emotionally, finally feeling a bit relieved in his heart. Xiqiu saw Chunliu come in with water, so she personally wrung out a towel and handed it to Tong Xiyan. "Usually, you're sharp-tongued when bickering with Third Sister, but now you're left speechless by Madam Jiang. It seems that Madam Jiang is no ordinary person."
Tong Xiyan glared at her playfully. Xiqiu took back the towel and gave it to Chunliu, then picked up the Osmanthus Dew on the table for Tong Xiyan, holding up a bronze mirror for her. She continued, "Don't listen to her words. If she were really doing so well, she would stay at her own home, rather than come here to provoke you. Clearly, your mere presence is a thorn in her side, so she sought you out regardless of the occasion. What 'great return'... I think she sees you as more endowed with wisdom than you realize."
