"Instructor Xiu, you can't even protect a single flag. Isn't that a bit pathetic?"
"It's not his fault."
Before Xiu Chunyun could say anything, Yu Yitong defended him.
Mo Shangjun smiled and asked, "So is it Qin Xue's fault for taking the flag?"
Xiu Chunyun: "..." Where did she get this anger from?
Yu Yitong: "..." Is she here to cause trouble or to help?
"She got lucky," still not understanding where Mo Shangjun's anger came from, Yu Yitong thought for a moment and explained, "When I was holding him back, Qin Xue took advantage of the opportunity."
"Oh."
Mo Shangjun raised an eyebrow, clearly not very interested in the reason.
Yu Yitong asked coldly, "Shall we go?"
"Let's go."
Mo Shangjun put the flag in her pocket, then moved her wrist as she stepped towards Xiu Chunyun.
Xiu Chunyun's expression turned colder and colder.
Soon, Mo Shangjun stood in front of Xiu Chunyun, looked at him with a smiling face, and asked, "Instructor Xiu, shall we spar a few moves?"
