Being given a "back door" access in the Spirit Battle Tournament, this was something they had never heard of before.
Zhao Xun was unconcerned as he sipped at his wine, and saying nonchalantly: "You think forfeiting the tournament will doom you? A single promise from the Crown Prince will be a lot more effort saving than all of us here slogging through the competition. For us all here who are taking part in the tournament, we won't be able to achieve the top ten ranks anyway, but we are all still here, merely hoping to win ourselves a good future. If we are given a promise for that, what does it matter even if I forfeit?"
The youths looked at each other. From Zhao Xun's words, they were able to detect that something was amiss.
