Li Xuanyue: "..."
Could this really be that very same Consort Lang she remembered?
Wasn't he supposed to be graceful and poised,
Speaking with calm and measured eloquence?
How had he learned this petty, shrewish tactic of making a scene?
Equally dumbfounded by this display were Junhe and Feng Yi.
When everyone had been fighting fiercely just a moment ago, they hadn't seen him blink once.
Why, now that weapons had been put away, was he resorting to playing the victim?
Chapter 94