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Huo Qi looked at Qi Xiaomian, a hint of worry on his face. "Are we going to war?" he asked.
There were those who urged the emperor on; he was both hesitant and eager for battle, and it was only a matter of time before he could be swayed. It was frustrating—perhaps someone should just usurp his throne, and Old Man could still enjoy being a retired emperor.
"Father, be cautious with your words," came the warning.
At a distance, Sang Qingxiao and Huayang sat together. Sang Qingxiao had brought her plenty of snacks, and as Huayang munched on them, she radiated youthful charm, playfully pouting and competing with Sang Qingxiao for more treats.
As they ate, they critiqued the candidates on stage. Huayang was quite sharp-tongued; no matter how good someone's looks or abilities were, she could always find faults. Sang Qingxiao sensed that Huayang's bitterness towards men stemmed from the unfair treatment she had faced as a woman.
The candidates from Dayu seemed indifferent to her status as a princess, showing little respect.
When one of the Dayu candidates took the stage, Huayang paused her commentary to observe closely; something felt off.
What was wrong? The candidate's name was Tang Tian—familiar, right? The Duke Tang's Residence had produced Zheng Moru, but Zheng Moru had been killed by them. With their mainstay gone, the Duke's Residence had fallen from grace at court and felt the pressure to find new opportunities.
Tang Tian was a distant relative of the Duke Tang's Residence and had decent skills, which is why he had been placed in the group of students. Whether he carried other missions, she did not know.
Riri was generally untroublesome, diligently practicing in the courtyard. A few days ago, he had injured his knee and walked with a slight limp; yesterday he still showed signs of it, but today—he seemed fine?
After observing closely, Huayang suddenly stood up. Something was off; Tang Tian’s demeanor was not right. He was merely a distant relative of the Duke's Residence and ranked low among the students based on status. He had always acted cautiously—when had he ever displayed such an imposing presence?
Qi Xiaomian noticed the commotion and approached quickly. Huayang shared her suspicions with him.
"Let’s watch for now," Qi Xiaomian replied, casting his gaze over the arena and signaling to his people with a glance.
Tang Tian’s opponent in this individual match was none other than Qi Xiaopeng.
Before stepping onto the stage, another candidate whispered something to him. He glanced at Qi Xiaomian briefly before adopting a serious demeanor.
Once they stood on stage, Tang Tian struck out decisively; with just one punch, he sent Qi Xiaopeng staggering back along with several pillars behind him crashing down.
This happened even though Qi Xiaopeng had been on guard; he still fell short in skill and strength. He suppressed the metallic taste rising in his throat to avoid appearing more embarrassed than necessary.
The candidate who had whispered to him warned that the Marquis suspected foul play in this match and advised him not to overexert himself.
But being pushed back so easily felt humiliating; he wanted to give it another full effort.
Meanwhile, Tang Tian’s sudden explosive performance drew gasps from the audience—so different from yesterday.
Huayang directly suggested that Yongxin Marquis should take down this person.
Qi Xiaomian moved, wanting to take another look, and teased, "Your Highness, if you favor us like this, it won't be easy to explain when we return home."
This person was not Tang Tian; it was hard to say whether he was friend or foe. He bore Tang Tian's face, and if he had ulterior motives, it would not bode well for either of our nations.
Qi Xiaomian countered her, "But that’s not certain; it could be the Great Yu Emperor's intention. If this is truly his scheme, there’s no need for him to inform the public. If you meddle and ruin his plans, your dreams will be completely dashed."
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