In front of Xing Chen, Ran Xiangsi felt like she had no more secrets to hide.
Long before he tricked her into signing the marriage agreement, he had already quietly investigated her entire background in detail.
So there was nothing left to hide from him.
Listening to her, Xing Chen's thoughts suddenly shifted from eating dumplings and became interested in something else. "Runner-up? Who's the champion?"
Xing Chen knew Ran Xiangsi's skills. She was only a runner-up?
Then the champion must be really excellent?
"Is it your master?" After thinking for a moment, Xing Chen made this hypothesis.
If someone could beat Ran Xiangsi, it should only be her master, right?
Isn't there a saying?
A master always holds back a little when teaching a disciple, afraid that one day the disciple might surpass them.
