Won.
The Demon won.
Gongsun Ce won.
The struggle that swept across the city from Thorn District to Cangshou District had finally determined a victor.
There were no more reasons to object, no more courage to object. The dissenters became neutrals, and the neutrals turned into supporters. The terror and fear jointly cultivated by the Demon and the Supreme Crown underwent a dramatic reversal at this moment, transforming into admiration and shock in people's hearts.
From the ordinary citizens at the bottom to the bigwigs of the institutions, all the onlookers nervously waited for the outcome, for the dust to settle and the decleration of the end.
In the refuge of the white coats, Xingli gazed at the young man on the screen, reverence shimmering in her eyes.
"He's so amazing! He really defeated all his opponents, every single one!"
She looked at the adults who were too shocked to speak and mischievously asked, "That person now, is he still the Demon?"
