“The losers are always in the wrong. Mu Rong Zhan, do you have any other words?”
Jiang Chen walked towards Mu Rong Zhan. He placed one of his hands behind his back, and then looked down at Mu Rong Zhan who was lying at the floor coldly as if he was a king deciding if one should live or die.
“Hahahaha…… funny, funny, this is so funny…… cough cough.”
Mu Rong Zhan started laughing out loud. He had lost, but he wasn’t defeated by his arch enemy, Jiang Zhen Hai. Instead, he was defeated by a useless fool whom he had never bothered looking at, truly ironic.