The final showdown of the Genius Battle would be held at noon three days later!
This relaxed schedule was intended to give both sides ample time to recover, allowing them to compete in peak condition and present the audience with a spectacular duel.
But now, many people were no longer looking forward to the final match. Some even found it dull and uninteresting.
Because most people believed that the championship had already been decided—it was Douglas. What was left to compete for?
"Three days... There's still time. I won't admit defeat!"
Fang Xuan clenched his fists tightly, producing a series of crackling sounds. Determination surged across his handsome face. Until the very last moment, he would never choose to give up.
Besides, there was still time!
More than enough time!
Although he was absolutely no match for Douglas right now, he still had plenty of time—enough to turn the tide of defeat.
The next day, Fang Xuan received a summons from Emperor Xue Ye.
"Fang Xuan, admit defeat!"
The moment the father and son met, there was no small talk. Xue Ye wore a cold expression as he urged Fang Xuan to concede. "I know it wasn't easy for you to make it to the finals. Giving up now would indeed be a pity, but for the Empire's dignity, you... admit defeat!"
The Empire's dignity?!
Fang Xuan frowned, his gaze gradually sharpening. "What does my victory or defeat have to do with the Empire's dignity?!"
To be honest, he had never felt any fondness for Emperor Xue Ye, this father he had gained out of nowhere. What happened today only stirred a trace of anger in his heart.
Concede for the Empire's dignity?!
Ridiculous!
Your Empire has never given me anything. Why should I give up for it?!
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