Comfort

Professor Liu slowly got up and smoothed out the wrinkles in his pants. "But, still, all in all, this loss is all my fault. I should not have underestimated you."

Professor Guo clicked his tongue the moment he heard that. He had never liked Professor Liu's arrogance.

"Underestimating me? Well, well, aren't you superb at making excuses? Did you really forget how old Tan Mo is? Or how old your students are? Seriously, how long have your students been preparing for this tournament? Five, six years? They lost to a freshman, and all you have to say is that you've underestimated us? You should find a better excuse..." Professor Guo sighed.

He was right. Professor Liu had completely forgotten that Tan Mo was only a freshman as she had shone so brightly on the stage.

"Guo, come on, spill the beans," Professor Liu laughed. "We're all curious. Why don't you tell us more about your new prodigy?"