This sentence was not a rhetorical question, but a statement of certainty.
Logan slightly hooked the corner of his mouth, such an expression signified an unspoken acknowledgment.
"Damn it, Logan, I admit your talent in arrays is really impressive. Despite knowing that arrays are your forte, I still didn't expect this, it seems I've lost to you by a move."
Snow Wood pressed her lips together, wanting to say something, but found herself at a loss for words.
Losing was losing, and as a loser, one should lose with dignity.
"Indeed, I have lost, and I admit that. Logan, I underestimated you; you are more formidable than I imagined."
"You flatter me, Miss Wood, you are very impressive as well."
To have lost in such a short time and still to use the word 'impressive' to describe her.
Snow Wood didn't feel complimented; on the contrary, her face flushed with embarrassment.
She really didn't deserve to be called impressive.
