Chương 774: Six Months

Harringfort squinted his eyes as he held his breath, hoping it would be enough to stop him from raising his hands against Zhou Jingren. But then again, he was sure that this man would be able to avoid his fist. After all, Zhou Jingren was obviously better than him in martial arts. "It was luck." Again, he could only blame luck for what had happened. Zhou Jingren just got lucky and nothing will convince him otherwise. "You got lucky." He convinced himself. There was no way that Zhou Jingren could have beaten him in a game that he had been playing against everyone that he met — a game that he always won.

"Did I?" Zhou Jingren smiled. "Lucky or not. I won. That means you lose."