Jian Wushuang was speechless. He had thought that he could call the three Emperors to end the battle when they left, but he did not expect that this Young Emperor would come back. This made Jian Wushuang's firm state of mind loosen a little, but he felt helpless.
Looking at his exhausted appearance, just as he was considering whether to kick him away, another two or three powerful auras appeared.
Cheng Qing and the skinny purple-robed man caught the Young Emperor on both sides.
Chen Qing said awkwardly, "Brother, I'm sorry. We have to leave with the Young Emperor."
Hearing this, Jian Wushuang heaved a sigh of relief and quickly said, "Leave quickly."
Cheng Qing nodded and prepared to leave with the Young Emperor.
"No, I can't leave." The Young Emperor struggled.
Jian Wushuang said helplessly, "I'll be there soon."
"Really?"
"Of course."
The Young Emperor nodded in satisfaction and passed out.
