"So you really arrived on July 22nd?" Catherine asked incredulously, "You were supposed to just reach Xiaochi City and drive off the besieging army there."
"It turns out those Noble Alliance Army weren't that terrifying," Horn patted Catherine's soft waist, "Aunt Catherine, let go now, you can't keep taking advantage of me."
"Who cares." Catherine, who had been attacked by Horn about her age and weight earlier, finally lost her temper.
She jumped off Horn's lap but didn't land steadily and almost fell, glaring at Horn: "How old are you? You're calling me Aunt?"
"I'm nineteen, how about you?"
It seemed like Catherine choked on her food for a moment, then bit her teeth and said, "Twenty-one."
"Impossible, Martin said you are even older than him."
"So what?" Catherine puffed out her ample chest, "I have a lifespan of one hundred and fifty years, being thirty is like just turning twenty for mere mortals."
