The reporter immediately sensed something unusual upon hearing this.
Quickly grasping the meaning behind Brina's words, they pursued relentlessly.
"Miss Brina, are you implying that the competition had insider dealings, and someone used their power to suppress others?"
Brina's smile faded slightly, looking somewhat sorrowful.
She still bore that lofty demeanor, as if she wouldn't bow to pressure, remaining detached even in defeat.
"I didn't say that. The judges of the international dance competition have always been fair and just. Perhaps I truly wasn't as skilled as my peers."
Though claiming inferior skills, her expression was one of unyielding pride.
After speaking, Brina did not answer further questions from the reporters and turned to leave.
David displayed even more disdain. In his view, there must have been insider dealings in this international dance competition; otherwise, how could Brina lose!
