"Master, you are not in good health. Don't get excited. You won't do such stupid things. I think there must be a misunderstanding." The third lady glanced at Shen Jinghua with a little displeasure and sat on the edge of the bed. Her hand followed his heart.
"What kind of temper that beast is, do you think I don't know? He wishes I was dead so that he could do whatever he wants, beast...ahem..." Master Geng said, unable to hold his breath, and started coughing desperately again.
