Cui Xukun observed Shui Xian's expressions but couldn't find anything from his straight face. He almost couldn't believe that he was looking at the same person he knew from back when they were in school. Because the Shui Xian in his memory always had a big smile on his face. He used to be playful and full of life. But now...
"It's really difficult to look at this version of yours," said Cui Xukun.
"I also don't wish to look at a sore loser," retorted Shui Xian making Cui Xukun's smirk vanish.
He pointed at Shui Xian saying, "Fine! Call me the sore loser! I am a sore loser! What about you? Prince Xian definitely won, then why do you look like you lost the whole world?"
"Shouldn't you be gloating over that?" asked Shui Xian. "Finally you got to see my defeated look."
Cui Xukun scoffed, "I'm so not happy to see that. I wanted to be the one to defeat you. I don't want you to lose from someone else."
