The official's face turned so dark that it looked like it was about to rain. If not for the fact that Meng Qi's background couldn't be underestimated, he would have taken action himself.
Zhao Qian's expression changed but he instantly broke into a smile. "It was my mistake to misjudge your strength. One truly can't judge a book by its cover."
His attitude was sincere and his words were humble. He was neither frustrated nor angry at Meng Qi mocking him in his face.
So Zhao Qian did look like a Buddhist... Meng Qi paused for a moment and kept his smugness to himself. He smiled as he said, "Your Highness, we meet when fate allows and part when fate ends. Since our battle is over, we'll be taking our leave."
Zhao Qian smiled and nodded, looking unconcerned about his defeat. "Please."
