"Bang!" Zhuo Shangke slammed the water cup onto the table.
"Is this what you call saving face for others? I've emphasized repeatedly to you to be mindful of international relations, but you just won't listen!"
Although Zhuo Shangke's tone was fierce, the smile on his face betrayed him. All that talk about saving face was just for show; what he really wanted was to see the Huaxia Team sweep all the competing teams with an invincible stance.
"Pffft!" The four couldn't help but laugh. Zhuo Shangke, who was always so rigid, was pretending to be angry, but it was too funny. Who knew he had such an adorable side?
"Zhuo, I remember that every time we won a team, you were the one cheering the loudest on stage, right?" Fang Jueyu said.
"Crush them! Don't give them a single point!" Lu Chao said, looking into Zhuo Shangke's eyes. "Teacher Zhuo, those were your words, weren't they?"
