C569 He Deserved It

"Congratulation." Jing Bolin congratulated Zhan Wuhenn, who had just returned from the pavilion. His eyes carried a smile, and he was clearly happy for Zhan Wuhenn.

"Thank you." At this moment, Zhan Wuhen's face was also filled with a smile as he cupped his fists and said politely.

"You're not bad, Old Zhan. Last year, you were still ranked fourth, but this year, you are ranked third