Dugu Chanyi angrily said, "Stop there! I neither need your pretentious teachings nor your so-called virtue. You speak so much of morality and righteousness, yet in the end, all you engage in are petty, deceitful acts, the epitome of hypocrisy."
She waved her sleeve and saw the Confucian Scholar halt his retreat, letting out a disdainful snort.
"What, feeling guilty at last? Zhao Ziyu, I am truly unfortunate to have misjudged you. Indeed, none of you men are any good... That day by the bath in Guanghan Palace, when you were so insolent, offensively violating me with vulgar actions and language — where was your so-called righteousness then?"
"Is the so-called virtue of you Confucian scholars merely an excuse to bully weak women?"
The exquisite Empress Dowager tightened the Snow Robe draped over her, glaring at him with half-closed eyes, and laughed coldly:
