Hearing Xu Zimei's words, Ji Jiucheng's steps to step down suddenly halted.
His voice was somewhat hoarse and low as he responded, "Let's go."
"Sovereign, what do you think?" Xu Zimei turned around, looking at Ji Yunzhou with a slightly embarrassed expression below, and asked with a smile.
"Does the Sovereign still want to admit defeat?"
"Father, in our Ji Family, we have only those who fall, never those who shrink back and admit defeat."
Ji Jiucheng declared onstage, "This is my Martial Path."
Wanren Jingshi was beside him, his face flush with laughter and excitement, as if he relished the spectacle.
To actively admit defeat, and to do so twice in succession, would do great damage to the majesty of the Imperial Dynasty.
It might even become a topic for the common people to discuss and make light of after their meals.
"If you want to fight, then let's fight," Ji Yunzhou said, his expression returning to one of calm.
