Staring at Chun Qiong's face, which appeared calm yet subtly hinted at madness, Lu Chuan felt an indescribable anger.

He had always been the one to outsmart others, but today, he found himself outsmarted.

And he lost completely, like a pitiful mouse being toyed with by a cat from start to finish.

At any other time, Lu Chuan would have found it hard to tolerate the sudden defeat and humiliation that shattered his long-accumulated pride.