Dillon, who was being watched, was not angry when he heard this. Instead, he burst into laughter.

His smile was a little exaggerated because he slapped the table...

So much so that even the Chinese reporters who originally glared at the British reporters also cast surprised glances.

In front of everyone, Dillon, who had had enough laughter, finally stopped laughing, but he still wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hands. These tears proved that he was not acting awkwardly, but was really amused.

He still had a bright smile on his face and shook his head repeatedly: "Winning is not honorable?"

When asked this question, Dillon still couldn't help laughing.

"You guys have a penalty kick. As long as you can kick it in, isn't it a sure win? You didn't kick it in, so what does that have to do with us?" Dillon said to the British reporter in a joking tone, and added

He spread his hands and shrugged.

"As long as you can kick the penalty kick, you can beat us very honorably. But you can't, so if you say it's not honorable, it's because you are not honorable. What you should consider is that you lost the game in such an honorable manner and were defeated.

How will we face those disappointed fans when we are eliminated and go home? Haha."

He looked at the dumbfounded and blushing British reporter with contempt in his eyes.

I gave you a chance, but it didn’t work!

I gave you a chance, but it didn’t work!
Chapter completed!