Fatty Nine and Idiot Zhu could see Li Xin's modesty right away. This kid, obviously inexperienced, is getting nowhere today without a good handful of trouble.
"Little Xianyu, come sit here." Fatty Nine drew a woman in a pale yellow dress close to him. Before she even sat, his hands were already in action. The woman's face reddened just charmingly enough, lightly pushing him, half-resisting before collapsing onto him.
"Cui, take all these away. Didn't the tower master say there's someone new? Let her come. I'm having esteemed guests today." Shi Dazhu declared boldly.
Cui looked at Shi Dazhu with a wry smile, "Master Zhu, that little girl is quite fiery and hasn't been properly trained yet. I'm afraid she'll offend the guests."
"Fiery, just how fiery is she?" Shi Dazhu's interest piqued, "Are you trying to sell her off forcefully?"
