Yan Qi left.
Perhaps he couldn't say anything good standing before the palace, or maybe even inside the palace, he wouldn't know what to do; he remained silent for a long time and suddenly disappeared from in front of the palace. Though he won the battle, he left like a loser.
Zhang Hongzheng's Creation Realm was broken, and he suffered some injuries, needing rest. Qin Ming had already taken the old man back home, while Gongsun Ce thought of the fleeting murderous intent when he drew his sword earlier, feeling that he must hold great respect for his teacher, just like he cherishes his classmates.
"A complete mess." Gongsun Ce sighed, "Does His Majesty have anything to say?"
Duke Wu Qin An stood beside him, silently shaking his head.
"His Majesty has no intention of bringing students into the palace."
"Since His Majesty doesn't intend to, we students won't join the commotion." Gongsun Ce forced a smile, "What could we even say if we went? What could we do?"
