Most of those present were no ordinary people.
Every move the woman made was right under their noses.
They had wanted to see what she would do, but then they heard her cold laugh—and saw that it was aimed at Qi Shan. That was certainly worth savoring. Some pretended to inspect the tents, some fiddled with their pouches, and others deliberately lowered their heads to drink. A few even shifted restlessly in their seats... But their ears all stretched long. As long as the woman made no aggressive move, they were happy to enjoy the spectacle for free—a wicked little spectacle!
Only Gongxi Chou remained oblivious.
He said, "It's one thing for Qu Tan to laugh, but why are you laughing too?"
What an undiscerning fool!
Did she even know who she was dealing with?
He wasn't bragging, but aside from Ma Ma and his big brother, the difference between one slap and a hundred slaps was all the same to him. Gongxi Chou had roamed the Northwest Continent for years. If he so much as opened his mouth, people begging him to teach them would line up from the northwest all the way to the southeast!
And even then, he wasn't interested!
Gongxi Chou didn't have to take Yimamusong as his disciple. There were plenty of children he could choose if he wanted to train someone. But he couldn't be rejected.
Where would that leave his pride?
The woman slowly raised her head.
Qi Shan slowly reined in his smile.
The woman turned to Gongxi Chou. "I wasn't laughing at the general."
Gongxi Chou asked, "Then what were you laughing at?"
The woman replied, "I was laughing at 'Qu Tan.'"
Gongxi Chou's expression darkened. He had always been the sort to take his friends' side over reason. After Qi