"Enough, if you want him, he won't even look at you, a brute." The town that leaked the news said in disdain.
Saying that, but facing all these men, he could not help but let his imagination run wild, "I'm telling you all, don't tell anyone else. I heard Zhang Han's wife tell her that Mistress Su's body is as white as a spring onion, and her skin is even smoother than lard. If you guys can get your hands on her, it would be great fortune!" As he spoke, he couldn't help but reveal an anxious expression.
Seeing this, all of the men started to laugh secretly. Each one of them had a hard time guessing what was going on in their hearts.
While he was silent, a crisp sound came from the other side of the tree.
Everyone was shocked and looked over to see a broken bowl under Su Jin's feet. They didn't know if it was intentional or an accident.
Su Jin, on the other hand, didn't look at the remains of the bowl. She turned her head and coldly looked at them.