Madam, Your Warlord Is at It Again

The warlord said, “I like my wife the least. She’s far too fussy.” His battle-hardened subordinates could only weep silently. “Warlord, last time you heard Madam was missing, didn’t you personally lead the troops out to find her, and order us to keep looking even if it cost us our lives? You said we could die, but we couldn’t live without her!” The warlord went on, “My wife hasn’t read many books, and she’s only so-so at strategy.” The people who had lost to Madam shot him a disdainful look. “Warlord, is something wrong with your eyes? Every one of us fell for your wife’s schemes and lost to her.” “I’m the boss at home. What I say goes.” His subordinates snickered. Who was it last time who said he’d restore his authority as a husband, only for Madam to turn it into a military parade for her inspection? Warlord, we know you’re in love with Madam. No need to deny it. We all understand.