Ji Mo Ying had been scolded by her father several times, and she had felt just as aggrieved inside. After being reprimanded again this time, her eyes immediately shimmered with soft light, almost spilling tears. Ye Qingping also knew when to stop while he was ahead; he could not keep angering this Arbiter over Ji Mo Ying's mistake. After taking the divine sword, he said, "My lord Arbiter, please don't lose your temper either. Miss Ji Mo Ying's heart of justice is well known among our peers. She acted this way because she didn't want an innocent person to be mistakenly killed, never realizing that she would let the criminal escape. As they say, ignorance is no crime, so you'd best not blame her."
"Hehe, Young Master Ye, you're so young, yet you possess such a broad mind. I'm truly happy for Old Master Ye," Ji Mo Guangru said with a forced smile. How could he not know that Ye Qingping was angry? That sword had been painstakingly refined for a long time, only to be lost. Even after obtaining an identical divine sword, he could not bring out his full strength. This meant the Arbiter had failed in his duty—and protecting the participants was one of an Arbiter's responsibilities as well. If the Ye Household won, all would be well. But if they lost, the Ye Household would probably pursue Ji Mo Guangru until he was stripped of his office!
Of course, whether he was dismissed would also depend on the weight the Ji Mo Household carried under the imperial authority.
But in the end, after this match, Old Ji Mo would probably have no way to continue serving as the Arbiter. That was almost obvious without even thinking about it.
"Then, my lord Arbiter, I won't say anything