At this moment, Qi San didn't notice that Huo Junhan, who was standing behind Song Lanyue, was looking at him past the woman. His gaze was as if he was looking at a dead person.
"Is that so? What is your big brother's name?" Song Lanyue asked with a faint smile.
"My big brother is called Qi Dashun." As Qi San spoke, he puffed out his chest.
A look of understanding flashed across Song Lanyue's eyes.
She really knew who Qi Dashun was.
He was the stableman in the military camp, who was in charge of feeding the horses. He had some small skills in controlling horses.
Song Lanyue hated it the most when people used the military's name to be arrogant and despotic outside. She slowly pulled out a thin black whip from her sleeve. "Your big brother's performance in the army has always been good, but it's a pity that he doesn't know how to discipline you. Today, I'll teach you how to be a person on behalf of your big brother."
