She really was different now. Even though Xu Changqing took great pains to hide her skills, some habits and reactions were so deeply ingrained they were faster than thought.
Outside, it suddenly went quiet for a moment, then Bai Chenggang and Xu Sanhu's cheers erupted. Shen Weimin knew that his wife had, in the end, instinctively thrown her dagger.
"A snake?"
'Is there anything you can't anticipate?'
"Nice, you've gotten even better," Bai Chenggang praised as he stepped forward to pull out the dagger. He knew that while Xu Changqing wasn't a picky eater, when it came to snakes, she wouldn't even drink the soup.
It wasn't that she was afraid of snakes—very few people who grew up in Baizigou were. Besides, her policy toward them had always been to kill on sight, and she had never once hesitated.
