Chapter 338 Desert Star-tailed Turtle_2

Liu Zhenhan shifted his large buttocks and glanced at the sculpture behind him. It was a Broken-Arm Goddess carved from snowy white marble; despite the slightly cracked surface due to age, the divine craftsmanship left it flawless. The goddess's silk robe had slipped below her navel, barely covering the critical areas.

"This sculpture was modeled after Cleopatra Vellans, the famous queen of Aiji Country in the desert, dating back over a thousand years," Rommel explained. "Do you see the broken arm? The master sculptor, Mick, felt that he had carved the arms too perfectly and, in his indignation, chopped them off, resulting in his own beheading for desecrating the queen's majesty. Even if it's a replica, it's not a bad imitation and even captures the queen's captivating charm."

"If that old beast were still alive, I'd chop off his head too," Liu Zhenhan lamented sorrowfully. "Damn it! Who sculpts like that? Why didn't he slide that silk robe down another inch!"