"No sharing!" Sally flatly refused.
Song Zhuo frowned slightly, "Madam, can you finish it all?"
"I have many kids at home, this isn't enough for them!" Sally pointed at her face, "Also, do I look that old? Madam, why don't you call me the Ancestor!"
At this moment, Sally forgot she had disguised her face.
Currently, in Song Zhuo's eyes, she looked about forty or fifty, "…Your age?"
"Age?" Sally approached the carriage with a stern face.
Ziqian snapped a whip in warning: "Stop."
Sally looked at the whip and halted, "A good dog doesn't block the way!"
Ziqian glared at Sally, "Rogue shrew!"
"Rogue shrew? At least I'm still a person." Sally continued.
"You!" Ziqian's face turned red and white, anger surging quickly. If it weren't for her being a woman, he might've already made a move.
Song Zhuo suddenly laughed, "Forget it, let's go, Ziqian."
"Wait." Sally called Song Zhuo again, "Our matter isn't over."
"What?" Song Zhuo stared at Sally in astonishment.
