“Are we really letting them off the hook just like this?” The Acclaim King was rather disgruntled. Though no tangible or lasting damage had resulted from the massive commotion, every step had been fraught with danger. The slightest misstep would’ve doomed them all—not just Qing Yu, but all of Hopeless Major had teetered on the brink.

The Yin Yang King tugged on her sleeve and shook his head, signaling for her not to speak.

“Your Eminence, though you have left, your chosen successor is not someone we can fathom. I… yield.” The Profound King suddenly deflated and sat on the ground with his knees bent. All of his lofty aspirations and ambitions melted into the air in this moment.

Resentment would’ve brewed if Qing Yu had killed or punished him. He was the foremost king of the major, after all, and had fought side by side with Violetgrave. A touch of haughtiness and conviction had always lingered at the bottom of his heart.

Even if Qing Yu possessed the absolute strength to defeat him, she never would’ve won him over.

But after all was said...