"Regent King, is it?" Wu Tian smiled playfully, the outcome now decided. "Your judgment seems rather lacking. How can a man who lost to a child be considered a person of talent?"
"This Prince..." The Regent King's face was livid. It felt as though he had been slapped several times, and his cheeks burned with humiliation. He had intended to humiliate his opponent, but he never expected to be the one shamed. He ground his teeth. When had he ever suffered such disgrace since becoming the Regent King?
He took a good look at Wu Tian, etching the man's face firmly into his mind before saying, "Yes, yes, yes. This time, this Prince was shortsighted. I mistook a donkey for a thousand-li steed. I've been scouting for too long, and my eyes have grown blurry, unable to distinguish a fish's eye from a pearl."
Having spoken, he looked toward Wen Zheng. "From now on, you need not follow me. Go back to where you came from."
