"You won."
Fan Wubing shook his head, "This is not a battle between enemies, there is no concept of winning or losing. If you must say it... Your Majesty, it's we who have won."
Li Qian squinted, "Why do you say that?"
Fan Wubing smiled and asked, "Bringing us here to judge us separately doesn't follow protocol, does it? Isn't this a form of protection for us? Perhaps I can think of it as a test from Your Majesty. Or maybe you're very curious about what kind of existence a Celestial Slayer who rebels against the Heavenly Dao truly is."
Li Qian's gaze sharpened, "What makes you say that?"
