"Chocolate, don't make a false accusation. When he sees me, how can he still like men?" Zhu Shi's explanation is so pale and feeble.

"It's okay. Who do people like? That's his freedom. We don't seem to have any rules about not liking men, do we?" At this time another young man spoke, his sword and eyebrows were thin and straight as a knife.

"Star Sword, don't talk nonsense there!" Zhu Shi stared angrily, as if nobody was afraid.

"Do I think I heard what this little brother said?" Another Confucian youth spoke.

"It's still Mr. Kong!" Zhu Shi praised one eye, which was a quick stare at Chen Jiu...