"Useless Liu Wushuang!!"
"You big failure, waah..."
Inside the villa, Xiaobai was a weeping mess. She sat on the floor, wailing, her fox-like eyes red and swollen as she slammed her fists on the ground in anguish.
'What happened to blowing up on the spot?'
'This isn't how the script was supposed to go!'
'The best archer in the world? Hah!'
'And Master just had to go and snap his bowstring!'
Just then, the volume on the live TV broadcast rose.
"Congratulations to the Jianghai Arrow God on winning this duel!! A victor has been decided!"
As the host's impassioned voice rang out, the archery duel was officially concluded, drawing to a close.
"Bad Master, you tricked this fox again!"
Xiaobai wiped her tears. Seeing the zero balance on her phone, she felt her little fox heart was about to shatter.
"You clearly promised you'd throw the match!"
"And in the end, you actually went and fought honorably?!"
