บท 1102: Encouraging Master Pei to Steal the Throne, The Third Round of Humiliation As Enemies Meet on a Narrow Road!

Wang Huiying picked it up and saw that it was a comparison analysis of her and Pei Yunge's team.

Although Pei Yunge's team's results were a little lacking in many aspects, the main aspects were better than hers.

Wang Huiying bit her lip. The burning pain on her face did not affect her mood as it darkened. "Su Zhihuan doesn't have the ability to defeat me!"

"I don't want to hear your explanation. I only want the outcome!" Wang Hui's eyes were dark and ruthless.

He mocked coldly, "Wang Huiying, you can't even compare to such a useless team. Do you think I can count on your name to go down in history??"

With that said…

Soon, Wang Hui's anger dissipated a little.

He said, "Yingying, you've disappointed me too much."

Wang Huiying gritted her teeth. "Su Zhihuan and that bunch of useless people were only lucky enough to win against me this time."