The duck-necked girl turned her head aside and pouted her lips and said, "I don't need your apology. You'd better go with your other wife!"

I sat directly between them and put them in my arms. The 13 wives didn't say much. The girl selling duck necks began to struggle.

But my arm was full of strength. She couldn't get away from it. Finally, she wanted to twist it on my arm, but my arm was so muscular that she couldn't twist me at all.

The girl who sold duck neck was so wronged that she couldn't get angry with me. The whole person cried bitterly.

I quickly began to...