CLAP, CLAP, CLAP, CLAP, CLAP.
A round of applause broke out.
Daoist Longchuan, collapsed on the ground, began to clap slowly, exclaiming with a serious expression:
"Amazing, amazing.
Good, good. Very good."
Daoist Longchuan's words left the onlookers baffled.
Zhao Qiao'Er was even more bewildered, asking:
"Goo... good?"
Seeing Zhao Qiao'Er take the bait, Daoist Longchuan immediately grinned at her and said:
"Madam, you don't even know this?
This is a Western tongue~
'Good' means amazing.
And 'very good' means extremely amazing."
Zhao Qiao'Er: "..."
The crowd: "..."
Everyone was a little dazed...
What?
No one cared what his words meant.
They were wondering what Daoist Longchuan was up to now.
Why the sudden change in tune...
Huh?
Zhao Qiao'Er was utterly confused, but Daoist Longchuan's words didn't sound sarcastic at first blush.
On the contrary, he seemed to be speaking earnestly.
'Does that mean this whole thing is over?'
