Su Qiao helplessly lifted a corner of her veil and ate the grape he held to her lips. "Stop making such a fuss and get down to business."
"Don't worry. I'll do what I promised you."
Ye Shaoxuan took the wet towel Xiao Wu handed him and wiped his fingers. Then he rose nonchalantly, raised his head toward the judges' platform, and called out:
"In my opinion, if we don't resolve the matter of the Alliance Leader being a member of the imperial court, no one will have the heart to fight. So why don't we clear this up first?"
"Otherwise, fighting back and forth while distracted won't be worth watching."
"Everyone, am I right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, people in the crowd immediately began shouting their agreement.
"Young Master Ye is right. Let's resolve this matter first. Otherwise, none of us will have the heart to fight."
"The Martial Arts Convention is important, but I believe determining whether the Martial Arts Alliance Leader is truly a lackey of the imperial court, as the letter claims, is even more important. This concerns the survival of the entire martial world."
"If the entire martial world becomes a sword in the hands of the Imperial Family, striking wherever they point and doing whatever they command, then what kind of martial world is that? It's nothing but a pawn of the imperial court, a hound of the Imperial Family."
"I absolutely refuse to be a dog of the imperial court!"
"That's right. The imperial court is full of hypocrites. They prey on the common people and even embezzle the disaster-relief funds meant for them. Every one of them is deceitful and treacherous. We martial artists have always been forthright, and we will never join hands with them."
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