"Of course, it's because your heart is as vast as the Pacific, meow."
"Wide?"
"It's flat, meow, just as flat as the calm water's surface."
Pandora's face remained calm, but her eyes were already glancing towards the other person's abdomen.
"Do you have a death wish?"
"Violence can't kill the truth, meow, because justice will always prevail!"
"By universal standards, Hu Lang, you're an airport, too."
Actually, Hu Lang's figure was only slightly more endowed than barren; at 1.65 meters, she was slender, and her chest had a bit of curvature, but she could still flaunt it in front of Pandora.
It's a case of better than some, worse than others.
"Hehe... You need a youthful body like mine to be attractive, meow."
Compared to a flat board, even an A-grade airport seems to have curves.
"Enough… let's get down to business."
