"Luo Bu, you're talking nonsense!"
Luo Zhou, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, shouted angrily, "When did I ever lose to you..."
"Ask Luo Xue behind you, he knows," Xie Tian said expressionlessly, then added softly, "Also, when I knocked you out back then, it's understandable if you don't remember."
"You're spouting nonsense!"
Luo Zhou nearly exploded with anger.
Forgotten?
He hadn't.
Moreover, he remembered very clearly that he passed out from rage!
"But that battle was completely inexplicable, how can you say I'm your defeated subordinate? Do you have no shame!"
Yet, could he say something like that?
No.
If he revealed the truth, he'd lose face even more thoroughly!
This silent loss caused Luo Zhou's veins to bulge with anger, his face flushed, his chest heaving rapidly, almost bursting.
However, in the eyes of everyone, his reaction, even if it didn't fully prove he was defeated by Luo Bu, still suggested he suffered an unimaginable loss at Luo Bu's hands.
