"For this Advanced Soul Master Competition, Spirit Hall has already dispatched several major sects here. Platinum Bishop Teras even arrived ahead of time!"
"You understand their intentions better than I do, don't you? If we didn't have the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, our position this year would probably be hanging by a thread!"
Hearing His Majesty the Emperor say this, His Highness the Prince kneeling nearby looked extremely troubled.
He naturally knew that His Majesty the Emperor was warning him, simply because he had met with Spirit Hall's Platinum Bishop Teras the night before last.
"Your Majesty, please rest assured. The sun and moon can bear witness to my loyalty to the empire. I would never do anything so foolish!"
"For this Advanced Soul Master Competition, I will work together with the dean to win honor for our empire!"
Hearing this, the dean standing nearby hurriedly nodded and echoed:
"That's right. Your Majesty, please rest assured. We have considered this matter for a long time, and we will certainly fight for the empire's honor!"
His Majesty the Emperor nodded calmly, then took up the scepter in his hand and walked outside.
The soldiers and palace maids waiting on either side all cleared a path and followed behind him.
Only after he had left did His Highness the Prince, who had been kneeling on the ground, dare to rise slowly.
Watching the departing figure, he sighed softly and said:
"If I'd known it would come to this, why did I do it in the first place? Now Yu Xiaogang and Tang San have both disappeared. I really made a rotten move!"
Hearing this, the dean, his arms folded, nearly laughed out loud.
Looking at the man before him, he teased softly:
"Your Highness, times have changed. You've already pushed away