Zhan Zixuan never thought that she wouldn't even have a chance to admit defeat.
As soon as she opened her mouth, Ou Lan stepped on her face, knocking out several of her teeth, and instantly her lips swelled so much that she could no longer speak.
Zhan Zixuan, in agony, tearfully turned her head and cast a pleading look toward Zhan Chengji.
Zhan Chengji, also in tears, now wanted to admit defeat as well, so he stood up and shouted, "Ou Lan, stop, we admit defeat!"
Yet Ou Lan laughed naively and sweetly, her smile somewhat tender, "Second uncle must be joking. This is a battle between me and my cousin Zixuan. She hasn't said she lost, how can anyone else admit defeat for her? If Zixuan herself hasn't admitted defeat and I claim to be the winner, wouldn't that seem like bullying?"
With that, Ou Lan lifted her long leg again and stomped down, this time on Zhan Zixuan's other hand.
