Not a single trace of surprise or humility was visible on his face.
"In the end, skill speaks for itself," he remarked, voice even and unwavering. "I am the best at what I do."
His words, though simple, carried the weight of arrogance.
Prince Ankhbayar, standing behind him, clenched his jaw but did not argue. He had come close, but not close enough.
"Dixan may have won, but this wasn't a landslide."
"Prince Ankhbayar's form was elegant, maybe even more so than Ji-ho's."
"That's a bold claim, but I see your point. He didn't just shoot well, he looked like he belonged there."
Others, particularly supporters of Dixan, tried to downplay the narrow margin.
"In the end, winning is what matters. Ji-ho didn't struggle, he just won efficiently."
"Maybe, but it looked like he had to actually try this time."
