I will make sure you lose miserably

After RK took his seat, he raised his head to flash a smile at Carson. "Long time no see, RK!" Carson appeared to be nitwitted as before. "Long time no see, Carson Vives." After the waiter approached their table, RK ordered a cup of coffee. "You are no different from before." "You haven't changed either." RK could tell that the conversation between the two of them was heading in a boring direction. "Do you remember the basketball match before graduation?" Carson took the initiative to ask. "Yes, I do." "Do you remember how my legs were injured? It was you. You are the one who caused it." "It's none of my business if you hurt your leg after not being able to accept the fact that you failed." RK retorted in an ice-cold voice. It was obvious that Carson wanted nothing more than to come up with a reason to fight with him. "It's your business. I say so." Carson started throwing an unreasonable tantrum. "What do you want then?" RK's tone was indifferent as if he couldn't care less about his