"I lost." Demon General Jun Ye was open and straightforward; a loss was a loss.
"The outcome might have been different had you not been injured." Ye Weiyi withdrew his hand, a trace of admiration flashing in his eyes. During their recent exchange, he had distinctly felt a sluggishness in his opponent's movements.
"No need to dwell on it. Even without my injuries, you were hardly going all out either. Go." Demon General Jun Ye sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.
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