"I see." Li Fan nodded slightly, his face as calm as an ancient well, but his tone held a hint of regret. "A single careless mistake is not a fault of war."
"Hmph, you were able to deceive us for so long, you're truly cunning!" The face on the smooth broken stone flickered in and out of visibility, reflecting his current inner turmoil.
"I should have realized something was wrong. With Zhou Qingang's mediocre abilities, he was still able to accomplish several miracles in just a few short years..."
"I was blinded by these impressive achievements and thought he had simply defied fate."
"Now, looking back, the occasional stroke of luck can be explained. But several times, good luck favoring one so much..."
"Hmph, Zhou Qingang is not someone of destined importance." The face was tinged with annoyance as he slowly spoke.
However, the face was constantly focusing on Li Fan, trying to spot any traces of smugness on his face.
