Gu Longjun had made his position absolute, so he could only forfeit this match. Even so, he still won the recognition of countless immortals present. In fact, countless fierce generals and civil officials felt that this was the kind of resolve an emperor ought to possess.
"Heh heh, so if Gu Longjun doesn't compete, that means the child wins, right? Isn't that so, Elder Shen?" Gu Longzhi's eyes were icy. He probably would have turned hostile on the spot if Shen Mutt had said no.
Shen Mutt glanced at Gu Longjun, who stood proudly below, and said, "The throne is within easy reach. Why stop now?"
"Elder Shen, I was born an emperor. Why should I imitate a thief? How can a stolen kingdom be ruled with benevolence?" Gu Longjun declared with heroic grandeur.
"Excellent. As expected of an emperor's descendant! Since that's the case, there's no need for you to compete in this match. However, a promise must be kept. The competition must still continue. Are you clear on that?" Although Shen Mutt admired Gu Longjun for setting aside the throne at a time like this, he also made it clear that the match would absolutely not be declared void because of it. After all, a gentleman's word was as good as four horses could carry it—no matter where it was said, the principle remained the same.
Having received my instructions, Gu Longjun no longer intended to contend for the throne. He knew I would surely have a better way to deal with this matter.
"I am the crown prince appointed by the late emperor himself. Now that the late emperor has died suddenly, I should be sitting on the throne, stabilizing the foundations of the kingdom! Yet here I am, like some commoner, competing in ferocity and courage.