"Interesting! Too interesting! A mediocre person, abandoned by Jiang Xueqing, has actually appeared in front of her to duel!"
"Haha, I really want to know what Jiang Xueqing is thinking right now."
The two people went on stage. Jiang Xueqing's snow-like eyes showed no change. She looked at Su Yu like he was a stranger, with coldness in her eyes. Even Su Yu entering the the top silver ranking did not make her feel any sense of remorse.
"Su Yu, admit defeat. You are not my match, you weren't before, you aren't now, and you will never be." Jiang Xueqing's had no trace of warmth.
Su Yu's expression was cool, looking at her like looking at a stranger, remaining silent. To this kind of self-absorbed, heartless woman, even one sentence would be a waste of his saliva and energy. He just silently waited for the judge's command to announce the start of the duel. He did not want to say anything more to her.
