Sheng Xiao turned his head to look at Sheng Yang. He scolded her in disdain, "Look at your sorry state. Isn't it embarrassing?" A little girl clamoring was not cute at all.
Yu Huang was still the cutest.
At the thought of Yu Huang and Sheng Yang, Sheng Xiao shook his head in disappointment.
Sheng Yang held her aching chest and staggered to Sheng Xiao's side. She said coldly, "That person was a Master! It's normal that I can't defeat him as a Scholar."
Sheng Xiao said subconsciously, "When Yu Huang fought with a Master, she wasn't as cowardly as you." Even if she could not defeat him, she would grit her teeth and endure it. Then, she would find every opportunity to resist.
How could she be like Sheng Yang, seeking external help when she could not win?
Sheng Xiao's words sounded just like how parents who liked to compare their children with other people's children.
