Someone immediately retorted, "Someone sure is sour. Senior Qin has both luck and ability. Let's see you do the same. A loser won't understand."
"Who are you calling a poor loser?" He asked angrily.
"The loser is the one who answers," The person sneered.
"You…" he was angry and didn't know how to refute.
"But what exactly does Senior Qin mean by those words?" Someone asked doubtfully.
"Who cares what he means. Let's just wait two hours and see the result."
"Obviously, it's one against three now." Someone sighed and said, "I don't know if Senior Qin can win. After all, those rumors and slanders put him at a disadvantage."
Just as everyone was speculating, Pei Lang, Fang Yinglong, and Lu Chengfu were gathered in the conference room, looking anxious. They had received Qin Mufeng's message, not via Yan Xian but through their other friends.
