"Because no one originally had any expectations of you."
The face that always carried a dazzling smile still looked warm in my memory, calmly explaining with his usual gentle voice, though the content was unexpectedly harsh.
What was even more unexpected was that these harsh words did not harm Liya Delin at all.
On the contrary, after a slight pause, the female knight nodded vigorously and then broke into a smile: "I understand! Thank you, Mr. Mo, for specially coming to relieve my tension..."
"Sorry, I didn't come specifically to relieve your tension."
Motan awkwardly interrupted her, scratching the scales on his cheek with an embarrassed smile, and said somewhat sheepishly: "To be honest, I'm here to add pressure."
Liya Delin blinked curiously: "Pressure? Pressure for what?"
"Naturally, it's about this competition, or rather, this gamble... ah, thank you."
