"Exactly," the old man sneered, with eyes as cold and sharp as blades and a domineering aura, "who allowed him to beat our young master? If he had admitted defeat, those things would not have happened. Maybe we would have made friends with you if you were sensible enough, which would have benefited you a lot. However, Yun Qingya was so stupid that he even dared to beat our young master. He just suffered from his own actions!"
BOOM!
The old man punched his fist on the wall, and the solid wall immediately collapsed.
Yun Luo's face darkened, "It was your young master who challenged my son first. Fair play counts in the ring. He was weaker and so he was defeated by my son. It was fair! Should my son just stand still and let your young master beat him?"
