"I actually lost..."
Hubert Sander looked at the radiant David Jones in front of him, wanting to say something to salvage his dignity, but felt as if something was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a word.
"It seems I'm really getting old, I can't even beat a young man."
Hubert Sander took a deep breath, suppressing the gloom in his heart, and said to David Jones with a smile.
"As an examiner for so many years, you are the most excellent candidate I have ever seen. Congratulations on passing the certification exam."
"Thank you for your concession," David Jones said as he shook hands with Hubert Sander.
Just then, the Rock Scaled Dragon slowly regained consciousness, looking longingly at the two men shaking hands, with a hint of envy in its eyes.
"Ugh!" (I want that too!)
Thinking this, it lifted its weak head, trying to rub against David Jones's thigh, but was blocked by a cold, iron-like dragon claw.
