When the second bowl of noodles was served, the woman ate angrily while threatening Chu Xuan:
"Don't even think about shaking me off. If you don't hand over the treasure, I'll keep freeloading off you every day until I eat you into poverty."
Chu Xuan shook his head, "Then you need to find another way. Even if there weren't kind-hearted people today, you couldn't eat me into poverty in a hundred years; I'm afraid you'd have to be with me for a lifetime."
The woman frowned, "Are you taking advantage of me?"
Chu Xuan chuckled, "This isn't taking advantage; it's just speaking the truth."
"Do you know that girls like you from the demonic path are easily swayed by righteous young heroes like me, eventually falling hopelessly in love?"
"Are you asking for a beating? Are you nuts?!" This "weak woman" was truly infuriated by Chu Xuan.
"Have you been reading too many storybooks, leading to such nonsensical delusions?"
