"In this world, there is no woman who doesn't cherish her reputation and honor, even if she's a nun who's renounced the secular world."
At Michael's words, the dozen or so nuns of Yue'an Abbey were visibly taken aback.
"Hold your tongue! If you keep spout nonsense, I'll tear your mouth off!"
Hui Yu's eyebrows creased in irritation, finding Michael more and more distasteful.
What she detested the most were incompetent men with no self-awareness.
Anyone with a modicum of self-awareness would act like a quiet mouse, hiding away in a corner, rather than trying to attract attention and speeding to their doom!
"Dear patron, please, do not utter such nonsense. How could we be bullying you?" Hui Yin asked with an anxious face.
"Stop with your gibberish!"
"A big man like you, sobbing and crying, aren't you ashamed?"
"If you've been wronged, speak up! But if you're trying to defame our Yue'an Abbey, don't blame us for not being polite!"