Whether they were men or women. The conversations shared among those of the same gender were mostly the same. Across all eras, histories, and dimensions, they were all more or less similar.
And these three idiots were no different.
“Let’s say Sword Flower is number one. Who do you think is number two?”
“Hmm? It’s a close call…”
“Cheon, Moojong. It is extremely rude to rank a woman’s beauty.”
“So, you goody-two-shoes, who is it for you?”
“I’m telling you, it’s a rude thing to do.”
“So I’m asking, who is it?”
Namgung Cheon was flustered. As the direct heir of the Namgung Clan, he was a sincere young man who strove to learn and practice the etiquette of a gentleman.
Therefore…
“I think Ice Flower is the most beautiful.”
It had always been said that a gentleman’s words must be founded on responsibility and truth.
“Ice Flower… Moojong, what about you?”
“I like Azure Flower, Young Lady Namgung Sang-ah.”
“Ahem, she is my cousin.”
“What do you like about her?”
“Putting everything else aside, this part is just overwhelming. Totally my type.”
At the sight of Peng Moojong cupping his hands before his chest to express something…
“I told you she’s my cousin!”
Namgung Cheon couldn’t hold back and shouted in a fit of anger. In that instant, Jin Cheon and Peng Moojong hastily covered his mouth, but…
“Who’s there!?”