By the time Wufu had sent Ping Caier out the door, she felt as if her face and limbs were stiff, and her throat was dry and itchy, creating an unbearable discomfort.
For most of the day, all she had done was listen to Ping Caier talk about various matters regarding the marriageable age gift ceremony for tomorrow, and practice the proper salutations. It was pure agony, far worse than a full day of weighted training.
"Quick, Jadeite, give me a massage. I'm utterly exhausted!" Wufu sprawled out on the beauty couch, wailing pathetically.
She had never imagined that a coming-of-age ceremony could be so involved. It was just too tiring.
"Afraid already, Miss? Your wedding will involve even more intricate and tedious rituals!" Jadeite chuckled but started pressing on various acupoints on Wufu's body.
Wufu let out a comfortable sigh.
"That's why I prefer the way we do things back home." She said this with her eyes closed.
"Hmm?"
