The two exchanged subtle glances, unnoticed by most, but Mr. Ji felt ignored.
His eyes flickered, and he said, "Your name is Lin Tian. Why were you laughing just now on the sidelines, do you have an opinion on what I said?"
Lin Tian then shifted his gaze from Xiao Manxue to Mr. Ji, and said blandly, "It's not really an opinion, I'm naturally optimistic, always smiling, and there's no harm in laughing. Does Mr. Ji intend to question a junior for merely laughing?"
"It's good to smile often, but laughing in this situation is very inappropriate," Mr. Ji said seriously.
"If laughter isn't allowed here, is crying the only option? Oh, right, you all rely on your seniority, hoping youngsters will cry. Haha, if the Hua Ying Sword were in the possession of Master Tang or Ling Pavilion Master, could you repeat what you just said to them, Mr. Ji?" Lin Tian retorted, referring to Xiao Manxue as the junior.
