"Ear Mouse Emperor, what's going on?"
"You must give us a reasonable explanation!"
Yashu King surrendered, nearly causing the two Qilin Emperors to faint from anger.
If you truly couldn't hold out, that would be one thing, a matter of power.
But you didn't even fight, just surrendered.
Not only did you let the opponent avoid any wear and tear, but you also utterly disgraced the Qilin Camp.
"I don't know either!"
The Ear Mouse Emperor was also bewildered, so he could only secretly transmit his voice to ask Yashu King.
"What's going on with you? Why didn't you fight?"
Yashu King was still very respectful towards this emperor of his own race who had once nurtured him.
He quietly transmitted his voice and told him, "This Azure Dragon Emperor is a benefactor to me, an old acquaintance. I can't lay a hand on him."
"Old acquaintance?"
The Ear Mouse Emperor did not rush to anger: "How do you have a relationship with him?"
"That's from the past days in the Lower Realm."
