Minister Hou clasped his hands behind his back, slightly displeased, "Why the urgency now when you weren't in a hurry before? Can't you wait for even two minutes? Finish and then go! Practice properly!"
The words weren't loud, but they were extremely insulting.
Below, someone began to twist the knife: "Liu Jin! Get up there! Make it quick! Minister Hou said, you only have two minutes!"
Fang Huai had already begun to cringe.
His shoulders even shook a bit.
With the leadership's command, a contestant ran up, hurriedly donned the protective gear, then stepped in front of the referee and Fang Huai, and asked Fang Huai:
"Brother, have you practiced?"
The tone was quite amiable.
But facing this mild tone, Fang Huai was somewhat annoyed.
Just now, you were fighting the People's Armed Police, sparks flying from your eyes, and now you're asking like a piano class teacher inquiring about a child's progress, what's the meaning of this?