For this reason, he even spent a lot of effort inviting Long Xian, one of the Four Gods of Lanca, to teach Tong Xieyi.
Unfortunately… Tong Xieyi had failed him so much.
Clap, clap, clap. The applause reached them before the person clapping arrived. A moment later, a slim young woman dressed in black walked in. She was wearing a mask, and her eyebrows were raised as she looked at Tong Xieyi. "Sister, you did so well today. You actually lost to a newcomer in Lanca."
Tong Qin, Tong Ang's adopted daughter.
Tong Xieyi persisted. "Didn't Team Leader Ding lose to her too?"
"Enough!" Tong Ang slapped the table. "Even at this point, Tong Xieyi, you're still unrepentant. A loss is a loss! Can Ding Lan be your excuse for losing?"
Tong Xieyi lowered her head, her eyes glistening. "I wouldn't dare."
A look of triumph came over Tong Qin's face.
"And you, Tong Qin, don't forget your identity! Intent is the true bloodline of the Tong family."
