Qin Shaotian curled his lips.
The girl wore a genuinely nervous expression. Otherwise, he would have thought she was deliberately taunting him.
Did you win?
You almost killed me!
You almost killed the judge!
Did you win?!
What kind of win did you want? Were you hoping to see me get down on my knees and beg for mercy?
The judge—who was about to summon his pets to protect his life—became speechless upon hearing her question. He noticed how the ghastly dragon's killing intent had died down. Finally, he exhaled in relief. Then he put on a mocking smile because he, the gentleman, had just wished he could hurl a few curse words at the girl.
A girl who was about the same age as his daughter.
Anyways, the girl had managed to take control of the dragon in time. Otherwise, he couldn't even begin to think what that arrow would do!
"Yes, you won."