After speaking, Qin Qi's gaze turned to Luo Mengyi.
Yet at this very moment, Luo Mengyi's eyes showed a trace of reluctance.
But soon, that reluctance was quickly hidden away.
She forced herself to appear strong and gradually stood up!
She made her way back to her master's side.
Wang Baihe glanced at Luo Mengyi indifferently, offering neither comfort nor words, just saying lightly: "Let's go!"
With that, he turned and left without another word.
Luo Mengyi followed behind, thoughts swirling.
Her master, after her defeat, only had so little to say?
She pondered for a while before finally asking: "Master, I lost. Aren't you going to blame your disciple?"
Wang Baihe snorted coldly, "What's the point in blaming you? Our plan was for the Tianwu Tournament, to wait until your senior brother returned!"
"Lost is lost. Though it does embarrass me, there's nothing more to say now!"
