"Wrap this up?"
Ao Shun felt as awkward as awkward could be.
The Ancestral Dragon had only told them to fight, and had not given a single instruction on how to wrap things up. Now both sides had suffered disastrous casualties, and even the True Martial Great Emperor had already come running over.
How was he supposed to wrap this up?
The Heavenly Realm.
Beneath a cool pavilion wreathed in cloud and mist, there came a sharp pa as a black stone landed in the corner before Taishang. The white stones nearby had also been captured until only two or three remained.
"I'm not playing, not playing. This old Daoist has lost."
Taishang Laojun stared at the Go board for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand and tossed the white stones back into the set, waving repeatedly as he spoke.
The Jade Emperor said, "Laojun, you have not lost yet, have you? We have not decided a victor either."
On the board, most of the white stones had been forced into the eastern side, while in the other areas, only one or two scattered pieces were left here and there along three sides.
Taishang smiled meaningfully. "Your Majesty, my stones are already trapped in one corner. They cannot get out. Leaving a thread of leeway like this is rather good.
"Otherwise, if we go any further, it will be a desperate gamble after utter defeat, a fight to the point where the fish dies and the net splits. When the time comes, that result... is it truly what Your Majesty wants?"
The Jade Emperor looked at the game in silence.
On the board, whether intentionally or otherwise, Taishang Laojun's white stones had been arranged into a dragon.
The Jade Emperor sighed. "This Ancestral Dragon is ruthless enough, staking his