Liya Delin silently nodded; of course, she knew that this new friend before her, who could always make people feel happy, was far superior to her.
"After our sparring match that day, Jadka once told me that I inadvertently had a teaching battle with you. Of course, he didn't want me to tell you this, and Mr. Gavinrad seems to feel the same way."
Motan casually dismissed Jadka, who never left a good impression on Liya Delin, and said indifferently: "Because they think your self-esteem is strong, knowing this might upset you or make you overthink."
Liya Delin first froze, then shook her head with a bitter smile, saying nothing.
If it had been before, she thought she would indeed get upset, but now...
"However, I think you can no longer be upset now, after all, I lost so badly before and wasn't upset."
Motan shrugged and said with a light laugh: "Besides, in my view, Miss Liya, you're not the kind of person who would be defeated by this level of setback and be downhearted."
