"Don't worry," Tang Yuxin was still smiling, but the gleam in her eyes had become somewhat blurred, "If this is what you want, I agree. However, to acquire opportunities in such a way... it's something only you could think of. Those who are willing to win should also be willing to lose. It's those who can't afford to lose, who can't win, who resort to such petty tricks. You may be willing to stoop to such desperate measures, but I refuse to stoop so low, to be opponents with people like you, it makes me feel that my grade is too low."
Sang Zhilan's face began to burn involuntarily, she glanced around. Even if there was no one else around, she couldn't shake the feeling that someone was laughing at her.
She quickly left, although her goal had been achieved, she had the result she wanted, but why did she feel like she had lost, completely defeated, to the point of abject humiliation?
