Having been both coaxed and threatened by Wufu, Zhao Mingjun felt somewhat stifled, and his enthusiasm waned as his gaze toward Wufu became rather unfriendly.
A mere commoner and merchant dared to use an Imperial Censor to threaten him, ha, quite audacious indeed.
Zhao Mingjun downed a cup of wine, thinking that this guy, like Jun Wenqi, didn't know how to appreciate favors.
"The true one who pities flowers, I reckon, is Master Xiao Wu." Song Wei glanced at Wufu and said, "With Master Xiao Wu's protection, the girls at Purple Yu Garden are fortunate indeed."
"Since they've joined our Purple Yu Garden, they are now our people, and naturally, we must protect them. We can't let them feel disheartened, can we?" Wufu looked at him and, seemingly jokingly, said, "I have this unfortunate flaw, I can't stand seeing beauties saddened to tears. Also, I'm protective; anyone who threatens my people, I'll go to the mat with them."
