"Pangtuan, just relax and do your best. It doesn't matter if you win or lose," Peony said, leaning down to whisper to her.
"That's right, don't feel any pressure."
"Go, Pangtuan! Your aunts are all rooting for you."
Xiang Minghou leaned down. "Your aunt is right. Winning or losing doesn't matter. We're just doing this for fun."
"Father, Aunts, don't you worry. I may not have been to school, but I've seen the great, wide world. Song Fuzi is different. All he's ever seen is this tiny little Lou Mountain Academy." Ye Qianning couldn't resist taking a jab at Song Fuzi.
"Hahahahaha! So calm under pressure! Excellent! That temper is just like your old man's," Xiang Minghou boomed with laughter.
Song Fuzi was so angry his head throbbed. 'Fine, run your mouth for now. We'll see if you're still smiling when you're crawling down the mountain gate on your knees.'
