"Before our match starts, let's have our trash talk session. I'm sure you all have something to say to your opponents, right?" Li Ziming stirs the pot again.
"I'll go first!" Draco is the first to step out. He's learned quite a few things in these three rounds, especially Zaun culture on Earth, which has almost seeped into his bones. "Sorry, I'm not targeting any one of you. To all three of you present, you're all trash!"
"That's all you've learned!" Dales sneers, "Today, I'll show you, not only can you not beat me in a fight, but you'll also end up as losers at my mahjong table. You might as well hurry home and raise kids, especially you ladies!"
"Haha," Gana chuckles too, "Looks like Commander Dales looks down on us female Martial Artists, huh? Don't forget, the first words you learned after birth were to call out 'mama', right? Today, mama will teach you that at the mahjong table, male creatures will never be a match for female creatures!"
