With Wang Shouzhe's soothing, the three little ones gradually calmed down.
Wang Youxuan was the first to weakly reflect on himself. "Actually, Mr. Bear wasn't wrong. Enemies won't talk to you about fairness, especially on the battlefield. Anything can happen."
"That's right." Wang Jinlu frowned her tiny brows as well. "That Hyperspace Corridor actually showed many warning signs. We wanted to win too badly and instinctively overlooked those details. You can start over after losing a game, but if we were leading a real army into battle, one mistake could bring about consequences beyond measure."
"When all was said and done, Big Brother, as the overall commander, was just too reckless. Especially toward the end, he was practically like he'd been injected with chicken blood." Wang Jinlu's face filled with disapproval as she spoke.
"Second Sister, you can't throw the blame around like that." Wang Youyue was furious, his little face full of displeasure. "During that final push, you were the one charging at the very front, shouting, 'Long live the Divine Martial Wang Clan!'"
Seeing her brother and sister start bickering again, Wang Youxuan quietly took a step back with an expression that said, "This has nothing to do with me."
Fortunately, Wang Baosheng was still nearby. When he saw them making a fuss, his face immediately darkened. "You three still have the nerve to shirk responsibility here? On your very first day at Clan School, you caused such an uproar across the city. Just wait until I properly deal with you."
"Father, we just didn't want to waste time in the beginner class. We already knew all that knowledge." Wang Youyue said bitterly. "We want to accomplish great things while we're young too, just like Father."
Wang Baosheng nearly died of anger. "Accomplishing great things means skipping class?