"Do you have the Emperor's decree? I do." Kui Shou raised his head and shouted, his demeanor like a proud fighting rooster. Compared to Jiang Yichun's calm yet composed stance, he was clearly inferior.
"Is this the venue for the poetry conference? There's been an earthquake, so why can't I come to rescue my wife?" Jiang Yichun spoke in a cold tone, then added with sarcasm, "You're the only man here, yet instead of guarding outside to protect the ladies, you hid in the innermost part. Quite enlightening."
"You..." Kui Shou's face turned red with anger, his position was indeed in the innermost part.
Everyone was in a hurry to evacuate, and as a man with large strides, he ran the fastest and was the first to reach the shelter.
