It's all openly playing tricks. If you say it's easy to get along, it can be easy, but if not, it's not so easy.
"But I'm not surprised. Your team is strong, so scoring is expected." Chu Ziluo explained seriously.
Li Chun'er, seeing her praise so earnestly, felt better. If she had a tail, it would probably be wagging: "Alright, since you're speaking the truth in a nice way, I forgive you."
"Thank you for forgiving me." Chu Ziluo smiled.
Li Chun'er took the polo stick and led her horse away: "Hmph, let's continue. Don't cry when you lose."
"Okay, I won't." Chu Ziluo said, somewhat helplessly.
As soon as Li Chun'er left, the match started again as expected.
She remained on the outskirts, which was actually Zhongjin's initial arrangement. Several men were in the middle handling passing, shooting, and so on. If confronted by the opposition, the men's riding skills were better, reducing the likelihood of incidents and protecting the three girls.
