"..."
Ai Yeqing had no idea what to say upon hearing this.
The Old Village Chief and the others, at this moment, felt an indescribable bitterness inside. If only they had known it would come to this, why had they acted the way they did at the beginning?
There was no choice.
With hearts filled with humiliation, they slowly started to kowtow to Ai Yeqing.
By the second bow, Ai Yeqing wanted to tell them to get up.
After all, she was a junior.
She really couldn't bear them doing this.
But at this moment, Qin Feng started counting, saying: "Two!"
Hearing this, the villagers continued to bow their heads with bitter faces.
"Three!"
"Four!"
"..."
They kowtowed until the ninth bow when Qin Feng finally said, "Alright!"
Everyone stopped immediately.
Although it wasn't ten bows, they were grateful to have one less.
After all, kowtowing to a junior was incredibly humiliating, and they got up hastily.
