"Xiao Feng, can you tell who will win?" The little girl immediately asked.
Xiao Feng laughed, "Why don't you tell me your thoughts first? Who do you think will win?
Just stick to the facts, avoid emotional biases, and tell me the reasoning."
"I can't tell." The little girl patted her waist and said, "I'm not good at close combat. Anyway, I feel like if I were on the stage, Li Ying wouldn't even get close to me before I beat her to a pulp."
Xiao Feng thought for a moment, agreeing with this logic, but still felt the need to curb the little girl's "arrogance."
After addressing the little girl's comment, he said, "Your sister Qingyue is about to win; the match will be over in less than three minutes."
"Xiao Feng, you need to just stick to the facts and explain why," the little girl said playfully.
