He held out his muddy boots in front of me, shook them, and motioned for me to take them off. After washing his feet, he deliberately threw his wet feet in my face. I ducked, and he threw them harder. "A lowly thing deserves to be my concubine? I'm dreaming!" He kicked the edge of the basin suddenly, and water splashed all over me, "Get out!"
Concept: The marriage story of Princess Mobei