"However, what about military discipline? Doesn't Nangong Yan need discipline?" Mo Long looked at Nangong Yan suspiciously. Nangong Yan had never had any interest in dancing. After all, she herself was very beautiful. She didn't know how to dance, but she didn't often dance. Therefore, out of boredom, she could only pay attention to Mo Long's every move. When she saw Mo Long looking over, she understood Mo Long's meaning. She smiled and said, "It's rare for the army to relax. Let them make a scene! They're trained very well!"
Mo Long nodded and said nothing. He raised the corner of his mouth and looked toward the center. Unfortunately, they were all tightly packed. He could only faintly see a little swing of his sleeves. The crowd was so noisy that they couldn't even hear a little music.
