Anpei Lan left, and Zhang Yufeng finally couldn't hold it in anymore. Standing in place, she clutched her stomach and laughed until tears streamed down her face, attracting frequent glances from the soldiers.
Inside the main tent, An Yiqing was tidying up the chessboard when Zhang Yufeng, with a flushed face and wiping away tears, came in.
"Miss, your move was really too much!"
Seeing Zhang Yufeng laugh, An Yiqing couldn't hold back and laughed as well. The two young girls held their stomachs, laughing uproariously inside the tent, and when they thought of the durian smashing onto Anpei Lan's instep, they laughed even harder.
After laughing, Zhang Yufeng took the chessboard and carried the leftover tea away, while Arhan came in.
"How did the negotiation go?"
An Yiqing shook her head, "Neither of us will give in. Anpei Lan is determined to cooperate with Smith, and I've made it clear I won't back down."
Arhan sighed. With Anpei Lan involved, Smith was even harder to deal with.
