Ninth Master Lee stared in disbelief at Wang Yongzhu, unable to regain his composure for quite some time. On the other hand, Song Chongjin couldn't hold it in and spewed out a mouthful of tea with a "pfft" sound.
This sound brought Ninth Master Lee back to his senses, and he repeatedly chuckled bitterly: "You... how come even after getting married, you still speak so bluntly?"
Fortunately, he had already tucked away all those thoughts, and with Song Chongjin by his side, if word got out, he might be alright, but Wang Yongzhu's reputation would certainly suffer.
Wang Yongzhu snorted, "What do you know? I call this frankness, speaking my mind! You must know that our His Majesty and the Empress over in the Capital City just love the way I speak."
This left no room for further conversation.
Especially for Ninth Master Lee, after all, he had pledged allegiance to the Empress for several years, working for her, and indeed he had received quite a few benefits from her.
