No Scruples

Fein couldn't help but look at Sofia, who easily believed his words. 'This girl really trusts me 100%'

He sighed in his heart. Such a trust... He intends to cherish it. After all, just one lie from people is enough to shake the foundation of trust. What he said to Sofia wasn't bullshit at all. It was a reliable statement. Since there's no perfect in this world, one can still pursue efficiency no matter in what aspect. Cut down the waste, and retain what is useful.

Just like in martial arts, where the greatest, or the best on their field, usually moves so little, as if they weren't moving at all when fighting. But in reality, they were just efficient.

"What are your words, Mr.champion? Can you give us a speech about how you feel about this win?"

Fein suddenly heard the referee on the stage. When he looked at it, he saw Kenshi smirk as he raised a golden medal in the air.