The wives showed no signs of stopping.
Qiong Xing and the others quickly finished their meals and quietly left the dining hall.
Apparently, the discussion continued for several more hours after that.
It made them realize that arguing with women was something they could never win.
"Women are scary," Leander muttered quietly.
Everyone silently nodded in agreement.
"Don't we… have something like that?"
"Hm? What do you mean? Oh, do you mean souvenirs? Sorry. I'll make sure to bring some next time."
When Qiong Xing apologized to Elias, the others sighed and shook their heads.
What? What was wrong?
"It's not about souvenirs. What he's asking is whether you have any complaints about us."
"Huh?"
What kind of question was that?
"Like the women were saying earlier. If there's anything you want us to change, just tell us," Leander said.
Qiong Xing thought about it seriously.
But nothing came to mind.
"Hmmm… no, there's nothing."
All three of them loved him deeply.
