Chu Chengfeng didn't move. He frowned, looking at the girl following behind Zheng Xiu.
With his sharp eyes, he could naturally tell from the way she walked that she was no martial artist. The same question that had initially puzzled Zheng Xiu now surfaced in his mind: how could a woman who seemed so out of place appear in the notoriously vicious Yunhe Village?
"Younger Brother Gongsun, this person behind you is…"
Chu Chengfeng asked.
Xiaotao curtsied gracefully and introduced herself. "This servant is Xiaotao. Under the orders of our respected lady, I am responsible for attending to the Young Master's daily needs in the village."
Xiao Buping abruptly stopped eating. After a moment of shock, a wave of bitterness washed over his bruised and swollen face. He muttered in disbelief, "Unbelievable… Unbelievable… Unbelievable… The heavens are blind! I, Xiao Buping, am dignified and exceptionally handsome! How could I lose to a Poor Scholar!"
