Jing Xuan heard it and pondered for a moment, "You are right, I am too excellent and handsome, there are too many women who adore me. But I only love you; they will be jealous of you, and it will be troublesome if they cause you problems."
After speaking, Jing Xuan sighed and said with a look of helplessness, "I'm too handsome. If I were uglier, there wouldn't be so many women adoring me. Tang Huai, being handsome, is also a kind of sin."
"Yes." Tang Huai nodded earnestly, "Being handsome is truly a kind of sin."
With that, a sharp dagger appeared in front of Jing Xuan, glinting coldly.
Looking at the dagger, Jing Xuan asked, "What do you want to do?"
Tang Huai smiled wickedly, "Slice your face, to atone."
"Can you bear to?"
Tang Huai stared at Jing Xuan's face, "Tell me, a cut on the forehead, or the left or right cheek? Brother Jing Xuan, one cut, and the women who adore you will decrease by ten percent."
