“Well…” He Jin shrugged, “I guess so.”
"So what was the result? Did you lose?"
He Jin was left speechless, both amused and exasperated by her.
"It's not exactly a loss. Actually, I didn't want to compete in the first place. But that person has my secrets, and... she asked me to get rid of someone."
"What?!" Sang Qing's heart jumped into her throat.
He Jin chuckled. If this girl knew he was going to get rid of her, would she jump up?
“I don’t want to do this,” he continued, “but…”
"But if you don't do it, that person will reveal your secret?"
He Jin was taken aback; she really was an exceptionally intelligent girl.
He nodded and asked her, "What do you think I should do next? I don't know how to back down in a way that will satisfy her..."
"Why should you back down?" Sang Qing looked at him. "Don't you already have nowhere to retreat?"
"this……"
"If you can't satisfy that person no matter what you do, then don't force yourself!"
Sang Qing's eyes were like two clear springs, containing a captivating brilliance.
“Your Highness, my Gypsy neighbor once taught me that backing down will only embolden the other side; fighting back is the only true path!”
"But..." she stuck out her tongue sheepishly, "In the past, when we encountered the police, we never fought back! We all ran faster than rabbits!"
Gypsy?
He Jin frowned deeply. He vaguely remembered that when the old king took him to Manchester, there seemed to be quite a few Gypsies living near that street...
"Your Highness?" Sang Qing looked at He Jin's absent-minded expression and waved her hand in front of his face with some concern. "Your Highness, are you alright?"
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