Fu Yihan looked at Fu Yixing, feeling a tinge of helplessness.
This man somehow exuded an inexplicable confidence.
Things reaching the current state today are inseparable from Fu Yixing's own actions.
Yet he seemed utterly oblivious to how this series of events would lead to certain scenarios.
It was clear that if such a situation occurred in the past, it would never have been this simple.
"I don't want to waste words with you. Let's decide the outcome in one round."
He stared intently at the man standing before him—Fu Yixing.
Fu Yihan turned his gaze toward Su Qingnuan and Fu Yanfei, seated on the other side.
Fu Yanfei and Su Qingnuan had already been there for some time, seemingly unaware of Fu Yixing's current state.
"It doesn't matter. You two can compete, and we'll cheer you on from the sidelines if need be."
Fu Yanfei glanced at Su Qingnuan.
She could tell that Su Qingnuan's every thought at the moment revolved around Fu Yihan.
