The engrossing principle that competition comes first and friendship second is an unchanging truth throughout every military contest. Upholding this principle, Seventeen unabashedly waved at Feng Yi.
Looking left and right, Feng Yi pointed at his own nose with a bewildered look. Any discerning onlookers would immediately understand, he was silently asking whether his opponent wanted a competition?
Seventeen silently nodded and waved his hand. It was the choice of a king.
Cangmu Kuang Qi did not feel pity for the innocent handsome guy. Although she came from a literary beauty association, different people have different standards, not every handsome guy could earn her favor.
All eyes were focused on Feng Yi, unable to see any expression in the eyes of this slightly lazy black-haired young man other than astonishment.
"State your name; I, Seventeen, never engage with nameless people."
"Nameless."
Amelia burst out in laughter, even Seventeen was taken aback, "Kid, you..."
