"???" Chi Yue's forehead was covered in question marks.
She stiffened. "What do you mean by that?"
"Literally what I said."
There was a long silence.
The car got onto the elevated road, and Qiao Dongyang stepped on the gas, speeding up with a disgusted grunt, "I thought he could give me a fight. But he declared retreat before we even started battling. What is he if not a fool?"
"Qiao Dongyang," Chi Yue wanted to say something but after all, she didn't, just sighed instead.
Qiao Dongyang looked at the road ahead, "No need to say anything. I have no issues with him. As long as he doesn't bother you, I couldn't care less to even look at him, let alone retaliate. Don't bother planning for him, he's crafty! Craftier than you."
"..."
The customized robot that Chi Yue had won was still being worked on.
Its settings were modified according to the information and requirements Chi Yue provided.
