Long Yi's exaggerated gestures combined with his elaborate performance immediately provoked laughter from the crowd. It was clear to everyone that no matter how naive Long Yi might appear, he certainly wasn't as ignorant as his act led on. Everyone there was well aware that this was Long Yi's way of making fun of Joseph.
Joseph's face turned beet red. He wanted to retort, but what could he possibly say? Even the Iron Hand Lin En had been defeated by Long Yi. How could he possibly stand a chance against Long Yi? Joseph hung his head in silence, laboriously helped Lin En up, and the two slowly left the tent.
Watching the two leave, Long Yi was somewhat surprised, "This kid, he's not quite like the usual young nobles, he could actually hold it in? Well, that makes sense. If even a high-born noble couldn't maintain this level of composure, they would simply be waiting for their downfall. The family wouldn't need to punish him, they wouldn't tolerate his presence.
