Soone replied casually, "What does it matter, as long as you look eighteen."
The boys unanimously agreed with the statent.
Males are always visual creatures; faced with a matron who looks eighteen and a girl who looks thirty-eight, they would definitely choose the forr.
"She’s really beautiful." Big Head said, face full of admiration as if still savoring the mont, "How can soone be this beautiful... She should be the most beautiful woman in Clearwater."
Being the most beautiful woman isn’t anything easy.
redith Richards gained her recognition as Clearwater’s most beautiful woman due to her association with a notable writer, having published articles, translated works, and demonstrating versatility, paired with a pretty face.
If it were only about the face, why doesn’t anyone praise the prostitutes in the dark alleys?
Plus, it’s odd that Jasmine Blanc is thirty-eight yet has a face that looks eighteen.
Clyde Sumrs slightly furrowed his brows, about to suggest Big Head wake up, when Yellow Hair spoke up, "My grandma used to say that the won of the Blanc Family are like fox spirits, captivating n’s souls. No matter if they’re thirty-eight, even at eighty-eight, they might not grow a single white hair or wrinkle."
Upon hearing this, everyone laughed, so laughed so hard they fell off the wall, grimacing in pain, yet still shouting, "Such a pretty fox spirit, even if she ca to capture my soul, I’d be pleased! Hahaha..."
Yellow Hair snapped at him, "What do you know! The won of the Blanc Family being young and beautiful is not without reason!"
"What reason?" The boys asked curiously.
Clyde Sumrs also looked on with quite a bit of interest at Yellow Hair.
Yellow Hair imitated the movents of trending singers, tossing his hair coolly, saying, "The Blanc Family is a traditional dicine family, don’t be fooled by the clinic’s lackluster business. The most valuable assets of the Blanc Family are the secret traditional dicine recipes handed down through generations, all genuine treasures! Among them is a formula that can prolong youth and maintain appearance—
Did you see the stuff she just poured? All of it was herbal residue, maybe she just drank so dicine!"
The teenage boys were taken aback by Yellow Hair’s words, nearly believing him entirely.
Only Clyde Sumrs replied coolly, "If there truly were such a formula, the Blanc Family could easily help those wealthy ladies with maintaining their health, even approaching the mayor’s wife or governor’s wife. Why worry about poor business? Even if they put it up for auction, they’d make quite a sum."
Nowadays, who doesn’t want everlasting youth?
With such a miraculous formula, it’s akin to having heaps of banknotes, but clearly the Blanc Family has declined, proving Yellow Hair’s words aren’t credible.
The boys all booed Yellow Hair, who flushed with embarrassnt and chased after the boy who booed the loudest, running and laughing towards the classroom building.
Clyde Sumrs remained far behind, watching them with a faint smile.
The playground was empty, he sauntered leisurely, watching the sun elongate his shadow ever more, imagining himself as a swordsman, savoring this mont of solitary independence.
... A swordsman wandering the world must have a beautiful confidant.
A confidant must be a beauty, but not one of those busty foreign ladies, nor like redith Richards, too cultured.
He thought back and forth, recalling Jasmine Blanc seen earlier... charming she was, but too coquettish, lacking a certain sothing.
Ideally, she’d be like Little Dragon Girl from Jin Yong’s novels, not only beautiful but so pure and ethereal that she transcends worldly affairs.
Yet, Little Dragon Girl was too cold, and he was never interested in the ice-cold beauties.
Thinking through it, there wasn’t any suitable candidate.
Finding a confidant is really difficult, and being a swordsman isn’t easy after all.
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