Qin Ming came over and offered a reminder. This was precisely why he had proposed taking the children out for practical experience: to let them know that there was always someone better, to grind away their excessive arrogance, and to make them face themselves and every opponent squarely.
"Teacher Qin Ming, we understand."
Yu Tianheng stated that he understood, and the others also settled themselves.
The gap really was huge. It was deeply discouraging.
Only after seeing the change in their expressions did Qin Ming nod in satisfaction. He then left for the Shrek Team's lounge.
Knock, knock!
After the door was knocked on, Dai Mubai, who was closest to it, opened it. A young man stood outside.
"You're the leader of the Imperial Fighting Team?"
Judging from his clothes, they were of the same style as the Imperial Fighting Team's.
He was clearly too old to be one of the Imperial Fighting Team's members, so he should have been their leader.
"My name is Qin Ming. You can consider me your senior."
Qin Ming smiled and nodded. He then entered the room and knelt before Flender and Zhao Wuji.
"Your student Qin Ming pays his respects."
"So you still know we're your teachers?"
Flender was greatly displeased. It was not just because his team had lost; more importantly, he had bet his entire fortune earlier, and now he had lost everything.
What a scam!
"That student Wang Baoyu was not someone I could control. I never expected him to appear here, and he had apparently been observing the Shrek Team for a long time. It was his own decision to fight this time."
Qin Ming gave a bitter smile. This truly had nothing to do with him, and he had never intended to embarrass his teachers.
"Get up."
"Tell