"Is it over?"
Huang Su was somewhat perplexed, gazing at Xie Zhen with confusion.
What mystery did that third bamboo slip hold?
The farce had escalated to such an extent; if it were to end this way, wouldn't it be too embarrassing, too face-losing? Had the Pavilion Master of Tai Shang House really just backed down?
"It should be over now."
Xie Xuanyi squinted his eyes, glancing at the black dot mixed into the Sword Qi in the distant sky.
His face remained expressionless, but he sneered inwardly... The old fellow had indeed intervened.
Outside, a burst of noise and booing arose.
The crowd on Xining Street parted once again; Li Chen left Yuanqing Building and then controlled his Qi to depart. Prince Jiangning didn't say a word and promptly made his way back to his residence.
The public opinion that had fermented for ten days in the Imperial City collapsed on this day without a fight.
