"It's nothing remarkable to begin with, otherwise why wouldn't he dare to face Senior Brother Jinghong's challenge?"
"I think, without the castle, he's nothing at all."
Xia Changjin snorted coldly, full of disdain.
However!
Upon hearing this, Zhuge Mingyang did not feel the slightest comfort, but rather his anger grew stronger.
Qin Feiyang is nothing remarkable?
Qin Feiyang is nothing?
Then what about him, who was defeated by Qin Feiyang? Is he less than nothing?
Zhuge Jinghong and his companion meant well, intending to comfort him, but to Zhuge Mingyang, it sounded like a disguised humiliation.
Zhuge Jinghong sensed something was wrong, and quickly explained, "Don't misunderstand, we didn't mean it that way."
"Even if you meant it that way, it doesn't matter to me anymore."
"In any case, in this lifetime, I can never be his match."
Zhuge Mingyang gave a self-deprecating smile, grabbed the wine jar on the table, and began to drink fiercely to the sky.
