Su Ming's repeated disregard for rules infuriated Wang Weiyin.
He shouted, "Su Ming! Who gave you the guts to question the fairness of the result!"
"I..."
Su Ming choked, unable to speak.
Although he's a bit crazy, he's not stupid enough to defy Wang Weiyin.
Wang Weiyin continued to roar, "You keep questioning Qin Hao, isn't it just because you are dissatisfied with me? Now, state your reasons!"
"I..."
Su Ming wanted to muster the courage to say something, but realized that there seemed to be no basis for his reasoning?
All the suspicions were just based on his own wishful thinking.
"What? Can't say anything?"
Wang Weiyin sneered. Before seeking help from the Ancient Martial Alliance, he had poured a lot of effort and hope into Su Ming.
He even once blindly thought that with Su Ming's strength, he might really have a chance to make it to the top three in the world, creating the best historical result for Huaxia.
But now, he only had deep hopes for Su Ming.
