Tantai, the Great Sword Immortal, suddenly shook her hand while pouring wine, causing two drops to fall on the table.
She pretended not to see and continued: "A woman's patience is limited. No matter how much she likes you, she won't wait indefinitely. A few days ago, she told me that when this trip to the Northwest is over, she'll find another man to form an immortal couple with." After speaking, she watched the man carefully to see how he would react.
The result was disappointing—was this man made of stone? She had laid it out so clearly, yet he merely stayed silent, glaring at her with his dark eyes, then muttered "annoying" before turning and striding out, slamming the door loudly as he left.
She gritted her silver teeth in anger: "He's like a stone in a latrine, smelly and hard. I've hinted so clearly, and he still remains unmoved? Serves him right to be single for the rest of his life!"
