The woman brushed her right hand in front of her chest, most likely as some kind of strange and ancient etiquette. Long Chen didn’t know what she was saying, but based on her expression, he guessed she was thanking him.

“No need to be courteous… it was that… big, hairy fellow… he was too irritating… I didn’t like the way he looked… I was just venting…” Long Chen began to gesture as he spoke, telling a story with his arms and expressions, hoping she would understand.

“Maybe if you didn’t gesture, she would understand better. But the way I see it, it looks more like you’re trying to seduce her,” laughed Evilmoon.

“Tch, how could my communication abilities be so bad?” raged Long Chen. He thought he was showing what he wanted to say very clearly.

Seeing Long Chen’s expression, the woman laughed. However, seeming to feel it was impolite, she quickly stopped. 

She began to speak again, and following Long Chen, also began to gesture.

However, he was unable to understand...