Dai Yunze looked at Dai Yueheng, who stood motionless with a dark expression and resentment hidden in his eyes. He smiled, bowed slightly, and said, "Thank you for the match, big brother."
The final result proved that he was not the one who had lost face before everyone.
Of course, Dai Yunze knew perfectly well that losing this fight would not disgrace Dai Yueheng throughout the academy. At most, he would become the butt of a joke that the students occasionally brought up to tease him. After all, Dai Yueheng had not exhausted most of his moves and still failed to defeat Dai Yunze; he had not even released his martial soul. It was just that no one, Dai Yueheng included, had expected Dai Yunze to possess such clean, decisive combat moves. Before Dai Yueheng could react, he had ended a fight between two opponents whose strength differed enormously.
But Dai Yueheng had indeed lost, so today's fight was destined to become an embarrassing stain on his past that he would rather not remember. Perhaps, after returning to the Inner Court, he would even find it hard to hold his head up around his classmates.
And that was exactly what Dai Yunze wanted to see.
So he was in quite a good mood now.
After seeing Dai Yunze bow slightly to him, Dai Yueheng plastered that insincere smile back onto his face. The speed of the transformation left Dai Yunze almost in awe.
Dai Yueheng's reasoning was simple. Since his defeat was already a settled fact, he might as well act graciously now, rather than let everyone present think he was a sore loser.
So Dai Yueheng looked at Dai Yunze and smiled. "I never expected you to have a move like that up your sleeve, Yun Ze. I really