Qin Huaichuan kept a straight face as he slowly went to take a tray and began to select his side dishes. Meanwhile, his other hand was balled into a tight fist inside his sleeve. He had almost failed to suppress the urge to charge forward and cripple Chu Li's cultivation, even if it meant that he would be crippled of his cultivation and be driven out of the Great Light Peak.
However, a trace of rationality remained in him and stopped him from doing so. He still had a long future ahead of him and still had the chance to regain whatever he had lost later on. No one could keep winning anyway, so it was not a big deal that he had lost this time. After having learned his lesson through this experience, he was determined to improve his skills!
Meng Luo became somewhat worried when he noticed how calm and nonchalant Qin Huaichuan seemed. He lowered his voice and said, "Senior Brother Qin, leave it to me. I'll perish together with him!"