Qin Laosan couldn't help but say, "The imperial envoy said this is wrong. You don't understand military affairs, what do you know?"

Tan Zheng was cautious and immediately said: "Reporting to the imperial envoy, we usually train, but now the young lady is sleeping? We are worried that the sound is too loud and wake her up."

Duanmu Beiyao said disapprovingly: "Just just whisper quietly?"

Although this area is set up as a camp, it is not a flat ground. The trees beside it are lush, but the terrain is just a little flat. The tents of the crowd are built on all sides, leaving the slightly flat area in the middle for this thousand people to gather, and the training ground is not enough.

Besides, when Luo Qingxin trained them, he took them directly into the mountains to cross mountains and cross ridges and cross the country.

So when Duanmu Beiyao said this, they no longer wanted to despise it. They were so speechless that they didn't want to speak, and so despise it so much that they could not despise it.

Duanmu Beiyao said unconsciously: "I have also learned some skills in fisting. Since you don't train, why don't we talk?"

Qin Laosan was straightforward and said directly: "Sir, don't intervene. We have to stand here to fight you. We are not convinced, but once you fight back, you lose. You have to say that we didn't care about your face!"

Meng Yang hurriedly said, "Old San Qin, don't be rude!" He thought to himself that this fool really has nothing to say to him. Don't he know that his words might annoy the imperial envoy. If he annoyed the imperial envoy, he would lose his life himself, but he would implicate the eldest lady and Luo Shuai.

He turned to Duanmu Beiyao and said, "Sir, don't pay attention to him. This is a fool. I will teach him a lesson!"

Duanmu Beiyao said, "It's okay, but, what does it mean that if you fight back, I will lose?"

Meng Yang: “…”

Qin Jin, Tan Zheng, and Qin Lao San all showed strange expressions.

Don't you understand the meaning of this?

How could the little white face with Qin Laosan's big punch? On the battlefield, he had killed someone with one punch. If it weren't for the imperial envoy, how could they have been patiently saying so much?

Duanmu Beiyao glanced at them and narrowed his eyes and said, "So, this Captain Qin has good martial arts skills? This official's martial arts skills are also very good. Originally, it was not necessary to compete with him, but since he met a master, he had to compete with him!"

Meng Yang said angrily: "Sir, Qin Laosan is not a master. He just has the strength and is not worth mentioning. He is precious, so how can he move his fists and feet like a rough man like us? You might as well go back to the camp to rest!"

Duanmu Beiyao smiled and said, "You are afraid that you will not fight with me. Are you afraid that you will be inferior to others? Don't worry, I will show mercy!"

Meng Yang: “…”

Three people: "…"

Qin Laosan couldn't help it anymore and wanted to speak again. Qin Jin hurriedly reached out to cover his mouth and smiled at Duanmu Beiyao, "Yes, yes, we are afraid that our skills are not as good as others. When the adults see that they are masters, we won't humiliate ourselves!"

Meng Yang also felt speechless. Why didn’t this little white-faced imperial envoy know how to stop when he sees it? Now that he has given him all his face, he shouldn’t be confused anymore, right?
Chapter completed!