As night fell, the Xia Kingdom martial artists and staff raised their glasses in celebration.
For the staff, this was truly worth celebrating.
The Dragon River Forest Trial Tournament had not ended in defeat again.
Year after year, they lost; year after year, they hosted it; year after year, they were humiliated.
The Dragon River Forest Trial Tournament would eventually have reached an impossible crossroads.
If they stopped holding it, people would gossip. If they continued, who knew how many would curse them?
This year's results had temporarily resolved the organizers' predicament.
At least for the next two or three years, everyone would feel much better about it.
At the dinner table, the surrounding martial artists proactively came over to toast and clink glasses.
Everyone wore smiles, without jealousy or awkwardness.
Second Brother Pei even sat beside Li Yuan, and when they clinked glasses, he deliberately held his own lower.
"Thank you so much this time, Brother Li Yuan. If Yamamoto Yan had been allowed to gloat again, I truly wouldn't have been able to bear it."
Li Yuan smiled and nodded. The two clinked glasses and drained their drinks in one gulp.
"We caused all this trouble and brought so much difficulty upon the country. The responsibility lies with our Pei Family, and we will not shirk this blame.
We only hope that our efforts can repay this debt."
Second Brother Pei, who had drunk a few extra cups, was already becoming emotional.
Hearing this, Li Yuan could not help but respond.
"Second Brother Pei, I'm a middle school teacher. I've directly taught nearly a thousand students.
Whether they are parents, elders, siblings, or teachers, all we can do is guide them.
We can influence others, but the ones who ultimately make the decisions have always been themselves."
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