"Ancestor knows better than you," instantly choked Professor Feng Tang.
When he saw clearly that the speaker was the pretty and fair-skinned female student at the end of the line, he grew even more flustered.
He put his hands on his old hips, full of defiance: "Stories of Fu Xi and Nuwa have been passed down for millennia, they can't just be made out of thin air, right? If they're merely rumors, why hasn't anyone corrected them?"
Zuzi propped her chin and thought: "Hmm. If a thousand years later, someone says you're deaf, blind, and a limping dead body, are you going to jump out of your grave to correct them?"
Damn, what a metaphor!
Feng Tang blew his little mustache, at a loss for words.
"But, but all historical records of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors state that Fu Xi and Nuwa transitioned from siblings to a married couple!"
