At that moment, a man from Country T, dressed in international designer brands, approached with a grin. "Little Jing, you lost. Now you can be my girlfriend, right?"
"Who said I lost? Isn't there one more round?" the girl pouted as she spoke.
The young man from Country T said with full confidence, "Little Jing, there's no need to compete any further. Your Chinese martial arts are no match. Just be my girlfriend."
"Who says it's no match? We'll have another match tomorrow. If the Chinese fighter loses, I, Pan Jing, will be your girlfriend. But if you lose, stop pestering me," the girl huffed.
The man from Country T scoffed, "Little Jing, why bother? Your Chinese martial arts are simply no match for our Muay Thai."
"That's not necessarily true. I have a master right here who will fight for me in three days," Pan Jing said, indicating Lin Chen.
"He is a master?" The man from Country T glanced at Lin Chen with disdain.