Those gazes, aside from those aimed at the person speaking from the first company, were also targeting Mo Shangjun.
Each and every one of them held an unyielding defiance as if vying with someone, with the sharpness of their glares whizzing towards her, yet in Mo Shangjun's eyes, they carried no lethality whatsoever.
Just like... paper tigers.
Receiving such provocations for no reason, Mo Shangjun too found joy in it. She shrugged nonchalantly, "I think what this person said makes a lot of sense. If you disagree..."
Her eyes narrowed slightly, and Mo Shangjun's tone suddenly turned cold, "Beat the person before you brag!"
That last sentence, in an instant, extinguished all flames.
All those gazes were retracted, and the warriors from the second company were thoroughly provoked by Mo Shangjun's competitive spirit, immediately attacking their fellow warriors without holding back.
Lang Yan gave Mo Shangjun a thumbs up, admiringly.
Tsk, impressive.
