Tan Ting was unexpectedly obedient.
At school, he would have been the teacher's favorite good boy.
Shen Tang sighed: That doesn't match his face at all.
Qi Shan had been in poor spirits these past few days. The moment he heard the name "Tan Ting," he got all worked up and bristled like a cat.
What doesn't match?
Shen Tang said: To put it bluntly, he looks like the sort who could unleash a storm of blood and gore, but—he's unexpectedly quiet and obedient, with only the occasional shocking remark—
Compared to Qi Shan, he really was much more well-behaved.
Come to think of it, I've never met Yuan Liang in person. She was curious what the real Tan Qu looked like, and whether judging a person by their appearance was accurate. If you're unwilling, I won't force you.
Qi Shan's face turned blacker than the bottom of a cooking pot.
His back teeth ground together with a crunch. "My lord will be disappointed when you see him. And—could you stop teaching him strange things? I can't speak for the others, but Tan Mengyuan really does learn."
Qi Shan had already been driven to borrow lodging all over the place for several days.
Shen Tang reflected on her own conduct. "I haven't taught him anything."
Qi Shan suddenly wore an expression that was hard to describe.
There were some things he didn't even dare bring up.
Back then, Tan Ting had bathed naked in the wild wherever he pleased. At least he'd done it deep in the mountains, where few people ever ventured. If anyone accidentally saw him and meant no harm, Tan Ting wouldn't have killed them outright. Now that his cultivation had advanced, he seemed less reliant on such behavior. He'd changed!
He'd changed to casually draping a