This tone, it was as though he was talking to a junior disciple.
But Gong Changyue stood there, not showing any trace of anger, instead, he was utterly respectful.
At this point, the other participants had also gradually finished their matches.
As expected, Zhuge Xuanqing won effortlessly,
and Jing Tianrui also crushed his opponent.
Especially Jing Tianrui, who now was full of pride, feeling extremely happy.
Because with this, thirty chess masters had been eliminated, half of them, and nearly all were from the outer regions.
The only one left was probably Zhuge Xuanqing.
Calculating in his mind, he turned to speak, only to be shocked by the scene before him.
He saw Gong Changyue and Xue An standing together.
while his own subordinate, Di Yuanlong, sat there looking utterly dejected.
"What happened?" Jing Tianrui asked in shock.
"Sir... I lost!" Di Yuanlong said with extreme shame.
"Lost... lost?" Jing Tianrui's eyes widened.
"Yes!" Di Yuanlong nodded.
