Admitting Defeat

“Are you afraid? If you’re afraid, why don’t you admit defeat directly?” Long Zhenglin’s previous words suddenly attracted Zhang Yongjin’s attention as he quickly aimed his muzzle toward Long Zhenglin, mocking and ridiculing him.

“Ha, it’s simply the same with teasing. Only a few words from Grandmaster Jia and you’re already smug and conceited. You really don’t know about your own class!”

“Old ginger is spicier than young ones, Grandmaster Jia is really amazing.”

Xue Renfei and Hu Wanjun stared at Tang Xiu with a face full with ridiculing expressions.

But Tang Xiu turned a deaf ear to Zhang Yongjin and the others’ ridicules. He and Jia Ruidao looked at each other and then they took a dice cup and swayed it.

Although Tang Xiu had yet to speak, his actions conveyed countless words.