All eyes were on Ye Wushuang. Who would she challenge?
"I challenge Mo Wentian!" Ye Wushuang's words struck Mo Wentian like a clap of thunder, making him shudder. The fight was lost before it even began.
He had wanted to strip Ye Wushuang of her glory, yet now, faced with this challenge, he couldn't bring himself to utter the words, "I accept!"
Staring at Ye Wushuang, a torrent of emotions churned within Mo Wentian. His lip twitched, and finally, he unwillingly spat out two words: "I concede!"
"Senior Brother Mo!"
Below, the disciples of the Ancient Spirit Sect watched him, their fists clenched and their eyes filled with admiration.
In their eyes, Mo Wentian had disregarded personal glory and chosen to concede in order to let Ye Wushuang advance and help the Sect achieve victory.
Mo Wentian had "sacrificed" so much, given up so much. He was worthy of their respect!
