How could he not see it?
He could tell that even though Shen Han's face was still cold, the… bone-deep hatred he held for Qin Fang was gone.
'…No, how did he do it?!'
'When Shen Han took the stage, he looked like he was ready to kill!'
'How did they go from fighting… to burying the hatchet?'
Wang Jing found it incomprehensible.
But after coming to his senses, he still hesitated before announcing, "The winner… B Courtyard… Qin Fang. One victory gained. B Courtyard Number Thirteen, Shen Han… is defeated. According to the rules, he is demoted to… C Courtyard."
Qin Fang smiled, nodded, said his thanks, and stepped down from the dueling ring.
"Young… Young Master Qin…"
Wang Qi had been waiting, on pins and needles. Seeing Qin Fang, he hurried over and stammered, "You... you should send me a challenge notice today. I…"
Qin Fang smiled and patted his shoulder. "Don't worry. You just hold onto that spot in A Courtyard for me. I still have some things to take care of."
