Upon seeing the true face of the young girl, Eighth Master became enraged.
Isn't this woman... the girl who was picking vegetables before?
Eighth Master clearly remembered that this girl was addressing Su Sikong as her uncle and calling Su Yue'er her cousin!
"Hmph, what's going on here?"
Eighth Master coldly snorted at Su Sikong by his side, his face full of anger. This Su Sikong is utterly shameless! How dare he dupe me, the Eighth Master?
"What do you mean 'what's going on'?"
Su Sikong was as if he was in an ice cavern, his chubby face trembling with fear, "Eighth Master, you, you, you, you are too rash, is it not, to be so forward with a lady..."
"Shut up! You're spouting nonsense."
Bang!
Eighth Master slapped the table.
Suddenly, bowls and dishes overturned, soup and water spilled all over the floor. The wine cup on the table was spinning round and round, "clink" dropped to the ground and shattered.