Huǒ Shuchang grumbled as he stripped off his shirt, then his pants, revealing slender muscles that rippled with subtle strength. Wu Jian furrowed his brow, then looked down at himself. He was much bulkier than Huǒ Shuchang. This man had a lot of luck with the ladies, so obviously, slender muscles were more preferable than thicker muscles. Did Hou Jingshu, Zhou Lihua, and Wu Meiying also prefer men with a slender physique? What about Huǒ Yulie? Hua Xue?
“Is something wrong, Master?” Youmei said from his shadow.
Wu Jian shook his head. “No. Nothing is wrong.”
Huǒ Shuchang took a deep breath before diving into the water. Wu Jian and Huǒ Yulie watched the ripples spread across the surface before disappearing, and then they waited.
“Tis a matter troubling you, Jian Wu?”
“Hmm? Oh, no. I was just thinking about something?”
“What art thou pondering?”
“Muscles.”
“… Excuse me?”