The dance ended to a chorus of thunderous applause.
The clan leader himself joined in the clapping, sharing in the joy.
However, seeing Zhang San clapping perfunctorily a couple of times before continuing with his meal, Gang Leader Pang was filled with a sense of defeat.
"Taoist Friend Wang, do you not fancy the dance that my female disciple has presented?"
Many onlookers were observing their surroundings during the performance and had already noticed that Zhang San wasn't paying much attention, simply continuing to eat.
Everyone was curious; these sixty-four were easily many times more beautiful than the female disciples by the pond earlier, and they moved with a grace that was many times more enchanting. How could you remain unmoved?
Zhang San smiled and put down the lamb leg he had just picked up.
"The dancing isn't good, the costumes are lacking, better to enjoy a good meal. Gang Leader Pang, your Dragon Serpent Gang's chefs are truly exceptional."
