"Win it next time!"
Lin Que nodded slightly upon hearing Lou Cheng's words. A faint but pure will for battle replaced the disappointment and unwillingness, burning in his eyes.
Sun Jian was approaching towards them. He said with a jibe at himself, only half-jokingly,
"I always complained you guys together would kill my opportunity to shine in the ring. But right now I wish you two could save me from having to go in the ring... "
If they were having a conversation online, he would add a laughing with tears emoji here.
Lou Cheng was close to a laugh. He tried to talk with due solemnity,
"Do your best. Enjoy the moves of a true Professional Ninth Pin rival."
"Enjoy?" Sun Jian shivered unconsciously. Taking a glance at Zhuo Yanjun who was calm and breathing evenly, he felt like a frog about to challenge a viper.
A competent Professional Ninth Pin rival in nearly perfect status... What can I do?
