Li Qiao's outspokenness was like a heavy punch hitting Luoyu deeply in the heart.
She stopped in her tracks and, using the light, looked toward Li Qiao, "I..."
Luoyu wanted to make excuses to refute, but the words at the tip of her tongue were forcefully swallowed back.
Because excuses would always be just that, excuses, and deep within her heart, she knew better than anyone that she indeed desired victory too intensely.
Li Qiao turned back and looked at Luoyu with an indescribable expression, and continued bluntly, "Because you care about winning and losing, that's why you lost your standard during the assessment process.
Throughout the assessment today, you were distracted several times by the progress of others. With such a restless heart, failure was inevitable."
