Inside the room, Huan Shi picked up his teacup and took a sip before looking at the young man in white, speaking indifferently, "What, are you that concerned about losing to him?"
"I truly can't accept losing to a Qi Refining Ninth Level." The young man in white sounded aggrieved.
"In that competition, you lost fairly." Huan Shi observed the young man in white for a moment before speaking slowly.
The young man in white didn't speak, his breathing grew heavy, clearly unconvinced.
"Although your cultivation is higher than his, your experience facing an enemy is far less than his, and your overconfidence and recklessness were bound to lead to defeat," Huan Shi continued slowly.
"The lesson from Master is well taken," the young man in white responded softly, his eyes flickering.
