"These matters, you have to discuss with the person who arranged it, what's it got to do with me." Song Changming said with amusement.
"That's true, next time I encounter people from Zhuji Pavilion, I must discuss this with them." Li Pu muttered.
After the contest was over, Li Pu, who had given up hope, didn't stay for long and left hurriedly under the urging of the old servant to attend to serious business.
Of course, before leaving, he still had to say what needed to be said.
Li Pu had already regarded Song Changming as his lifelong rival, and he would find opportunities to challenge and spar with Song Changming in the future; he wouldn't just give up easily.
Song Changming felt the cold and constantly chilling Snow Lotus, but he was not averse to Li Pu seeking him for a spar; he only said that the next time, the wager must be even more precious.
He asked Song Ping'an to take the Snow Lotus to preserve it well, while he cast his gaze on the courtyard here.
