In front of the stele pavilion, Lin Jingyu revealed a faint smile. He glanced at Xu Yang and said, "I didn't lose on purpose. When we fought back then, I truly was inferior to Brother Xu. I was wholeheartedly convinced of my defeat."
Everyone turned pale with shock. Had Xu Yang's talent been underestimated? Even Lin Jingyu admitted utter defeat.
"How could you possibly lose to him? If he could beat you, how could he only be ranked ninety-eighth?" someone asked in disbelief.
Even Huo Xiaochen looked at Xu Yang with a mix of doubt and surprise. Someone who could make Lin Jingyu admit total defeat couldn't possibly be weak.
Suddenly, a scoff broke the surrounding silence. Luo Ying laughed and said, "You people are so stupid. Didn't you read what's written on it? My Junior Brother Lin Jingyu is only twenty-one years old now, and his fight with Xu Yang was over a year ago.
