Luo Xiu continued to play with his phone, not even bothering to give Ren Xuan a glance.
"Flies will be flies. They smell something from a mile away and just have to buzz over for a bite."
Hearing this, Ren Xuan chuckled. He saw that Luo Xiu was scrolling through short videos of scantily-clad women dancing and curled his lip in scorn.
"Once a loser, always a loser. Still watching these kinds of videos? How degrading."
Luo Xiu simply looked at him with an innocent gaze and smiled. "I have videos of Yueyue dancing in a short skirt, too. I even helped her film them."
"You..."
Ren Xuan felt his breath catch in his chest. His gaze turned icy, and his fists clenched tightly.
He took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to lash out. "Forget it. I'll teach you your lesson on the Combat Stage."
"Luo Xiu, I just came to remind you of one thing... don't you dare lose to anyone else!"
"Because your defeat is mine to deliver!"
