Pantheon, who'd just suffered a critical hit, was speechless. "..."
'Why did I have to open my big mouth?'
Chase Hawkins laughed heartily. "HAHAHA," he said, twisting the knife. "Forrest, just accept your fate. You can't outscore Mortimer Quincy, and you can't out-argue him either."
Mortimer Quincy was a man of few words, but every word he spoke cut straight to the heart.
Zeke Zane dealt the finishing blow. "And you can't outscore me, either."
Pantheon: "..."
'I'm done with life.'
Holly Winslow found their dynamic amusing and chuckled softly, "Hehe."
Mortimer Quincy handed the tickets to Zeke Zane. "I only bought them for the guys."
Zeke Zane and the other guys were well aware of his personality—he absolutely refused to get involved with any female classmates. They all just smiled and thanked him.
As for the girls' tickets, Paul Powell had paid for them.
