"What?"
Inside the Star Luo Empire's imperial palace, Xu Jiawei cried out in shock.
"Impossible. Absolutely impossible!"
Shrek wanted to withdraw from the competition?
They wanted to withdraw from this Soul Fighting Tournament?
And they wanted him to approve the application for them?
Impossible!
At that moment, Xu Jiawei's chest was burning with anger.
Shrek had the qualifications to withdraw from the competition, and they had many privileges, but where had those privileges come from?
Did they have no idea themselves?
The Soul Fighting Tournament was about to begin, and now they told him they wanted to withdraw?
How was the Star Luo Empire supposed to recoup the massive manpower and resources it had invested in the early stages?
In every Soul Fighting Tournament, what did all those spectators come to watch? Did Shrek really have no damn idea?
In order to cooperate with Shrek, never mind the empire's preparations for the Soul Fighting Tournament—just the yearly promotion of Shrek alone was an enormous investment.
And now they told him they wanted to withdraw from the competition?
Ten thousand years!
They had always had this right.
Why did they have to withdraw precisely during his reign?
Did they look down on him, Xu Jiawei?
Anger surged in Xu Jiawei's heart.
In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
As for Shrek's application to withdraw from the competition, he wanted to reject it without even thinking.
"Your Majesty, you must not."
Shrek had numerous powerful experts. If they offended them, the Star Luo Empire would have a very hard time in the days to come.
Otherwise, why would they promote Shrek every year?
Because they needed to borrow Shrek's strength.
Xu Jiawei secretly seethed with hatred.
That damned Taotie Douluo.
It was not the first or second time. Every single