Among the cheers and shouts of the audience, Tan Tianye glanced at Yang Fan stepping onto the ring, sizing up this young man with a hint of disappointment. He did not want to wait two years only to face such an unworthy opponent, such an opponent had no value, and Tan Tianye didn't even want to make a move against him.
"Two years, I waited two years, and all for such an opponent, I'm very disappointed." Tan Tianye's indifferent gaze swept past Yang Fan, shaking his head as if looking at an invisible person.
Yang Fan's lips curled slightly upwards, responding with an even more domineering look: "If you knew the final result, you wouldn't be saying this. You ought to be saying that you regret taking this fight today."
Tan Tianye paused for a moment, then replied with a smirk that was not quite a smile: "Not only are you a nobody, but you are also delusional. This makes me lose any interest in dueling with you."
