Cheng Moyang and the other two lay on the ground, watching Jiang Man's group go up.
It took them a long time to come to their senses.
It felt unbelievable.
"The top spot in the Six Pavilions has a new owner," Yang Ling said, struggling to his feet.
Cheng Moyang remained silent, lying quietly on the ground.
He found himself hoping Jiang Man would post an impressive record.
That way, no one would care about him losing the top spot in the Six Pavilions.
If Jiang Man could make it into the top five of the Yunqian Bureau, his defeat would be perfectly justified.
If Jiang Man could make it into the top three, his own defeat would be a point of pride.
"What do we do now?" Yang Feng asked, coughing.
It was hard to believe. The poor man they once mocked was now someone they had to look up to.
Defeated in a single move. The disparity was jarring.
And they were at a complete loss.
After a moment of silence, Cheng Moyang said, "Think about how many times we've offended him."
