The onlookers were all stunned. What the heck was this about?
Both competitors were forfeiting? What happened to the battle of the century that had been promised?
Yet neither of them paid any heed to the crowd watching below. As soon as they exited the arena, they strode towards the women's division.
Although everyone looked disappointed, they followed them to the venue for the women's competition.
When they arrived at the women's division, the finals were about to begin.
Sure enough, Baili Xia was ascending to the stage.
Seeing Mu Ziying standing beside Baili Xia, Mu Xiaojiu's gaze held not even a trace of warmth, "Don't you know she's not feeling well?"
Confronted with Mu Xiaojiu's icy demeanor, Mu Ziying felt a flicker of fear, her words trembling as she spoke.
"No, no, it's not that, Uncle. Against Sima Liuyue, I had no hope of winning."
"So you just let her?" His words only served to deepen Mu Xiaojiu's displeasure.
