"No, I'm actually pretty beautiful," Lin Fu said with full confidence.
Everyone burst into laughter again, clamoring that they didn't believe her and accusing her of lying.
In their minds, they had imagined Lin Fu as a burly, tomboyish woman with off-the-charts combat abilities.
"So, who's more beautiful, you or my goddess Xia Youyou?" The group found Lin Fu's personality to be quite interesting—she was open and unpretentious—so they all started naming their own goddesses, wanting to compare them with Lin Fu's "peerless beauty."
Upon hearing that eight out of ten people were naming Xia Youyou as their goddess, Lin Fu retorted, "Your taste is really questionable! Xia Youyou's looks are just so-so, find any girl in the Military Academy and she won't be worse than her."
"Does that include you too?"
Lin Fu lifted her chin and said arrogantly, "Of course, I'm definitely more beautiful than her."
"Hahaha... "
"I can't take it anymore, I'm dying of laughter."
