Fuguo'er slowly shook his head beside him, lamenting, "Those who recognize the times are wise. Brother Heng still doesn't know how strong she is. Although my little aunt's skills aren't among the top three in our residence, they're more than enough to deal with a weak scholar like you."
Qin Heng was unmoved and tilted his head, saying, "One must know that wealth and power cannot corrupt, and force cannot... ouch, ouch... please, please, Auntie, dear sister, can't I just speak up?"
Gu Baoshu snorted in satisfaction, withdrew her two fingers, and said nonchalantly, "Look at you, wouldn't it have been better to speak earlier and save yourself some pain?"
Qin Heng grinned, his smile more pained than joyous, and said, "Auntie, Sister Baozhu, I really yield to you, your polo skills are formidable enough, but how are your hand skills so impressive too."
Gu Baoshu winked and asked with a smile, "Force cannot bend?"
Qin Siyuan couldn't help but burst out laughing.
