Yan Qing had no idea that Ling Hua planned to outwit him today, his entire heart was set on the match with Cheng Chu's Grand Marshal. The Mountain King and the Grand Marshal had battled fiercely for an hour, and in the end, the contest concluded with Yan Qing's Mountain King being defeated and killed in a tragic loss.
Full of excitement and shock, Cheng Chu exclaimed, "Brother Yan, my Grand Marshal actually beat your Mountain King?"
Yan Qing nodded, wiping the sweat from his forehead. He had shouted too loudly just now, and his throat was a bit hoarse. He wasn't unhappy about his loss, "Mhm, your Grand Marshal won."
Cheng Chu jumped up twice on the spot, unable to contain his joy, "Brother Yan, you're not angry with me, are you?"
He hadn't expected his newly acquired Grand Marshal to be so powerful, actually defeating Yan Qing's invincible Mountain King, "Brother Yan, you didn't let me win, did you?"
