Facing Master Tu Qin, the Little Sparrow Demon, secretly guided by Brother Cheng, suddenly burst into laughter.
Then she clapped her hands loudly.
"Amazing, amazing!"
"No wonder you're an experienced Ninth-grade Immortal Artifact Master. You realized you couldn't win, so you quickly thought of a way to retreat."
"If you back out now, everyone will think you were bound to win the next three rounds but just didn't participate."
"This way, your reputation remains intact."
She raised her thumb, beaming as she 'praised,' "A senior is indeed a senior. So experienced, I've learned something new. There's actually a way to save face like this. Admirable, truly admirable!"
Everyone exchanged looks, feeling that there was something odd about her words.
Clearly, she was praising him the entire time, but in reality, she had pushed Master Tu Qin right into the mud, hadn't she?
Needless to say, one could imagine how angry the master himself must be.
"What did you say!"
