On the high platform.
Cracked Heaven Crown Prince Li Xin's expression darkened slightly. He could be said to be doing his utmost to maintain his composure, but the radiant smile, like bright sunshine and gentle spring breezes, could no longer be forced out.
Li Yun's performance today had greatly exceeded his expectations.
He had always believed that, since they were all geniuses, Li Yun's strength should not differ much from that of Zhang Fengshen and the others. Given Li Yun's age, even if he were somewhat stronger, it should not have amounted to such utter domination.
Having Zhang Fengshen and the other eight take turns fighting him, shattering Li Yun's dream of becoming the Holy Son of White Emperor City, should have been no problem at all.
It could be said that he had come today precisely to watch a good show.
A show where Li Yun was defeated, where the Cloud Cliff Saintess's schemes came to nothing, and where the White Emperor Family lost face because of Li Yun's failure.
Then, while Li Yun was despondent, he could take the opportunity to bring him under his command and have him accomplish things he himself could not.
And in the end, Li Yun, this pawn, could be discarded.
The result, naturally, would be execution.
As for Imperial Clan Descendants, fellow members of the Li Clan, Xuan Yue County King... those were all jokes.
Whether such things were true or false, whether they were acknowledged or not, wasn't it all decided with a single word from him, the genuine imperial Crown Prince?
It could be said.
From the very first day he had used Li Yun's identity to create a sensation, he had already arranged the charge of impersonating an Imperial Clan Descendant for Li Yun.
But now, right from the