"What's wrong?"
Adrian Desmond glanced over at the group of women. The women, who were originally chattering away, fell silent under his intimidating gaze. The assembled women dispersed, each going off to busy themselves with their own affairs.
"Nothing much. They just believe that I should find a few concubines for you. Dan Taylor has married eighteen concubines. Considering your status as the Sixth Master, surely you should marry at least twenty-eight concubines? Maybe, in the eyes of your friends, twenty-eight concubines might seem too few. Perhaps they'd consider thirty-eight to be more suitable…" Sienna Johnson said with scathing sarcasm.
With the number thirty-eight, Sienna was cleverly using the extensive and profound Orientan language to insult someone.
Adrian Desmond shivered inwardly. The topic of marrying additional women was a taboo for Sienna. If he dared even entertain the thought, Sienna would undoubtedly tear him apart in an instant.
