Watching so many top-grade Spirit Stones entering his second uncle's pocket, Yan Xiaohu belatedly smacked his forehead, filled with regret.
He had absolute confidence in Old Fourth, how could he have forgotten this detail?
At this moment, Jiang Pojun finally came to his senses, took a deep breath, and the reluctance and disappointment in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by genuine admiration.
"I lost, and I accept my defeat wholeheartedly. Zhou, you are excellent. I hope to learn from you in the future!" Jiang Pojun cupped his fists and said.
Faced with Jiang Pojun, who adjusted so quickly, Zhou Qing also felt a sense of admiration in his heart.
Among the various people he had encountered, few could accept failure so calmly and quickly recover. Jiang Pojun's magnanimity and openness made him look at him in a new light.
