"Manluo Sha, why did you hang up on me just now?" The King of Yin Country questioned her with a dark face.
"The signal at sea was bad," Manluo Sha said. "Father, please don't be mad at me."
"You're not allowed to do that again." The King of Yin Country scolded, "How should I put it, I am the ruler of a nation, and you hung up my call without permission. That is disrespectful. As a woman, the most important thing is to observe propriety. You must not be as shameless as your mother."
"Only then will you be worthy of the way I've raised you."
"Pff—" Manluo Sha's expression twisted in pain. She paused, then gritted her teeth and said, "Fa… Father is right."
"What? Looking at that face, did you think of that cheap whore of a mother of yours?" the King of Yin Country added.
"N-no… no, Manluo Sha wouldn't dare."
Manluo Sha's voice trembled, then she lowered her head and started to sob, her fragrant shoulders shaking rapidly.
