As Ximen reached the retard, he once again smelled the foul stench coming from Luo Tian, he almost vomited, it was that bad. It was like toxic miasma.
"Do you always have this smell? How could you ever get married smelling like a corpse?"
Ximen asked as he was pinching his nose and was not sure how to slap this guy, this dimwit drooling all over, and Ximen even suspects this boy has shitted himself.
"Wait..."
The word drifted in from the courtyard gate, soft as spring water yet clear enough to silence the air.
Ximen's hand froze mid-air, relief flickering across his face. Anything to delay striking this idiot, he was conflicted now if he should even touch this bastard at all. He even took a breath when his nose changed direction.
