Mr. Xue Muhua's words.
Clearly entered everyone's ears.
You should know that as a martial artist, one ought to have the courage that is unyielding.
Even more so for such big-shot figures.
Even if he could be killed, you could never expect him to admit defeat.
After all, a person's name, like a tree's shadow, lingers.
To admit defeat, such a humiliating act, is simply a hundred times more difficult than killing him.
But now, Mr. Xue Muhua actually admitted defeat on his own initiative.
And, it was apparent that he was prepared to rather die than beg for mercy before.
So, everyone was guessing.
What exactly did Lin Fan whisper in his ear?
To actually make such an illustrious figure willingly give up his dignity and concede defeat.
"To admit defeat is to concede that your medical expertise is lacking. Then, can you still clearly determine the matter of the public ceremony with Min Yue and me?"
Lin Fan smiled as he looked at Mr. Xue Muhua, whose face had turned deathly pale.
