Grayan Darlington turned his head to leave the competition platform. Jorren Jaramillo laughed loudly, "Where are you going? You're the second place winner, you still need to receive your award."
You're the second place!
Jorren's words pierced Grayan's heart once again. Grayan sneered as he turned back, "Don't get too smug, you just got lucky with some dog luck."
Jorren replied with a smile, "That's right, luck is also a part of strength."
Grayan was frustrated.
Earlier, he noticed Jorren was fretting over the finals. He knew Jorren well, if he had prepared in advance, why would he be worried?
Upon reflection, Grayan suddenly had an epiphany. If Jorren had indeed obtained some remarkable fire, his personality would have led him to boast beforehand rather than being so humble today.
Unless the fire wasn't his?
Grayan's eyes brightened. Borrowed miraculous fire?
