However, Ye Qingping was already in a spiritual-body state, so provoking him would have been too much. Thus, after announcing the end of the competition, Jimo Guangruo took his daughter and left.
As for Jiufang Jin, since I had won this side of the competition, all our plans had naturally stepped onto the first rung of the ladder. Of course, he had to stay behind to discuss what came next with me.
After Beihu Yun, Geng Xiu, and Mao Chuchu came down from the competition, their faces were all blooming with smiles. Naturally, they wanted to tell me all about the match, and I had wanted to celebrate with them as well. But the Jiufang family's affairs were the most important at the moment, so after exchanging a few simple words with them, I headed for the city lord's conference room.
Jiufang Jin sat upright on his cushion, looking at me with a beaming smile. "I never thought you had such a trump card. In a competition like this, this old man would most like to see such a spectacle. I wonder whether the third match will also reach such a point?"
"That is hard to say. I don't know whether there has been any news from that side. Do you have any, Senior?" I asked with a smile. Naturally, I was only being polite. The competitors over there were the Di family and the Donggong family, both ancient families. Calling them imperial relatives would not have been an exaggeration.
"Hehe, not yet. But I think the Donggong family has the higher chance of winning. After all, if even you could put on such a splendid match, the Donggong family surely has equally unimaginable methods. Besides, they have always produced one astonishing trick after another." Jiufang Jin laughed.
"All right,