Amon didn't speak. He just watched Yang Li walking away. He ignored the other students who were still watching and told Xin Wuming that they were leaving.
"Sorry we failed to recruit her, brother," Xin Wuming said. He was aware of their intention to come here. "If only I had won…"
"No need to beat yourself up," Amon said. "Even if you won, she still would not join us."
"… Then why the spar?"
Amon smiled in response. He said, "There is no need for you to worry about this. This has gone as I predicted. We will settle this matter another day."
"Forgive me for asking, but why the interest in her?" Xin Wuming asked. "She might be good, but there are plenty who are better than her in this academy."
"You are right, but I'm not interested in people who are better now. I'm interested in people who are better in the future."
"Brother, I don't understand…"