Tan Song sensed You Wenqi's malice.
"I say, Old You, don't look at me like that, I'm just recovering from a serious illness, okay?" Tan Song was full of survival instinct, directly pleading for mercy.
You Wenqi rolled his eyes and said nothing.
Competing for so many years, with his poor results in the world championships, he's already become a meme galore, one more expression pack makes no difference.
"It's just a training match, and everyone still came?" Just as You Wenqi arrived, Zhang Fang came right after him.
He had hastily come over after dealing with the matters at the Exploration Bureau, not even having time to put down the files in his hand.
"Speaking of which, how come even you, the director, know about us having a training match?" You Wenqi said speechlessly. Logically, this training match shouldn't have been public, right?
Zhang Fang said, "I've long noticed how the two of you exchange glances, guessed you'd be dueling, and here I caught you."
