Zhu Zhuqing heard this and no longer stood on ceremony.
She took a deep look at the man on the high platform, a gentle smile tugging at the corners of her lips as she put the Spirit Bone away.
"Then thank you, Your Majesty."
Beside her, Xiao Wu pouted, her face full of envy.
"Wow! Boss, you're biased!"
"I want one too!"
Dai Mubai glanced at her and laughed:
"Next time."
"If the reward next time is a hundred-thousand-year carrot, I'll definitely give it to you."
Xiao Wu stomped her feet in anger.
"Who wants a carrot!"
Laughter and joy echoed through the hall of the White World.
This relaxed atmosphere formed a sharp contrast with the heavy, greedy, and jealous atmosphere of the Black World.
Dai Mubai of the Black World watched this scene, feeling his cheeks burn with a stinging pain.
Earlier, the youth on the Sky Screen had said Zhu Zhuqing was weak.
He had thought it was just an excuse.
But now.
The other side had turned around and gifted a Spirit Bone.
Was this disdain?
This was clearly doting on her to the very marrow!
"Damn it!"
"Damn it all!"
Dai Mubai roared frantically in his heart.
This was not just a crushing defeat in strength, but a crushing defeat in stature—an all-encompassing dimensional strike.
Just then.
The image on the Sky Screen changed once again.
The previously relaxed atmosphere dissipated, replaced by an aura of grim slaughter.
That grand voice sounded for the third time.
[The third comparison, begins.]
[Period: Youth (Engagement and Escape).]
The image gradually became clear.
The background this time was still the imperial palace of the Star Luo Empire.
However, it was not the magnificent, golden hall, but a deep, solemn corridor.
The sky was overcast and hung very low, as if a torrential rain could pour down at any moment.
Dai Mubai of the Black World appeared in the center of the frame.
At this time, he looked to be about nine or ten years old.
Although young, those heterochromatic eyes already revealed a hint of eerie charm.
Yet, there was not a shred of spirit in those eyes.
All that remained was terror, anxiety, and a lingering gloom that could not be shaken off.
He paced back and forth, his steps unsteady, glancing around vigilantly from time to time like a frightened rabbit.
Just then.
A light sound of footsteps came from the end of the corridor.
A little girl wearing a black dress walked over.
It was Zhu Zhuqing in her childhood.
She looked a few years younger than Dai Mubai, her figure thin, yet her delicate little face was filled with a seriousness that did not match her age.
The moment she saw Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes lit up.
That was the only glimmer of hope she had seen amidst the desperate royal struggle.
She was the second young lady of the Zhu Family.
She was Dai Mubai's fiancée.
This was a binding of fate, and also a contract of life and death.
Zhu Zhuqing stopped in her tracks, took a deep breath, and adjusted her breathing.
She tried hard to make herself look less afraid, striving to project an image of strength.
"Your Highness, Third Prince."
Her crisp voice echoed through the long corridor.
Dai Mubai stopped abruptly, trembling all over as if he were a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
He spun around, staring fixedly at the Zhu Zhuqing before him.
In those eyes, there was no affection from a fiancé for his fiancée, not even a shred of goodwill.
There was only fear.
It was as if the person standing before him was not a delicate and cute little girl, but a grim reaper come to claim his life.
Zhu Zhuqing was startled by that gaze and instinctively took half a step back.
But she still gathered her courage, stepped forward, and reached out her small hand.
"I am Zhu Zhuqing."
"From now on... we will have to work hard together."
"Although Prince Dai Weisi is very strong, as long as we join forces, as long as we don't give up..."
Before she could finish her sentence.
Dai Mubai seemed to have been dealt a massive shock.
"Shut up!"
He let out a sharp shout.
The sound was piercing, filled with a hysterical tone.
Zhu Zhuqing froze, her outstretched hand stiff in mid-air.
Dai Mubai gasped for air, his eyes darting around in a panic, terrified that someone would discover him with Zhu Zhuqing.
"Who wants to work hard with you?"
"What do you know?"
"Dai Weisi is already over level twenty! He has the support of the entire royal family behind him! We are going to die! We are all going to die!"
Dai Mubai clutched his head, his features twisted by fear.
"I don't want to die..."
"I don't want to die with you!"
After saying this.
Dai Mubai didn't even dare to look at Zhu Zhuqing, instead shoving past her frail shoulder and stumbling toward the other end of the corridor.
His retreating figure looked as pathetic as a stray dog.
Leaving young Zhu Zhuqing standing there all alone.
The wind blew through the corridor, swirling the fallen leaves on the ground.
Zhu Zhuqing slowly lowered her head, looking at her small hands that hadn't yet had the chance to hold onto anything.
The light in her eyes dimmed, bit by bit.
She did not cry.
It was just that her once-straight back seemed, in that instant, to be crushed by something invisible.
"So..."
"Is this my destiny?"
The scene froze on the little girl's lonely, disappointed figure.
At this very moment.
Black World.
Dead silence.
Once again, a deathly silence.
Immediately following, countless voices filled with contempt and anger erupted in every corner of the continent.
In a teahouse in Heaven Dou City.
A burly soul master slammed his hand down, shattering the table in front of him.
"This is the so-called Star Luo Prince?"
"Bullshit!"
"He's nothing but a coward! Not even as good as a little girl!"
"Even a little girl knows to join forces and work hard, yet he, on the other hand, was scared out of his wits and even pushed her away to run off?"
"He's a total disgrace to all men!"
The people nearby also wore expressions of utter disgust.
"No wonder he ended up running off to Shrek Academy to mess around; it turns out he's been a coward since he was a child."
"Does a person like this even deserve to possess the Evil Eye White Tiger martial soul?"
"I feel so bad for that Zhu Zhuqing."
Star Luo Empire.
Countless citizens watched the Sky Screen, their eyes filled with disappointment.
Is this the Third Prince they once pinned their high hopes on?
Is this the man who claimed he would compete with Dai Weisi for the throne?
It is so disappointing.
If a person who only wants to escape when encountering difficulties were to truly become emperor, the Star Luo Empire would likely perish sooner or later.
Shrek Academy.
On the plaza.
Everyone's gaze fell upon Dai Mubai in unison.
Those gazes felt like needles, causing Dai Mubai to feel a stinging pain all over his body.
Even Ma Hongjun, who was usually on the best terms with him, opened his mouth but couldn't find any witty remarks to say.
It was too shameful.
There was truly no way to defend this.
Oscar scratched his head and looked away awkwardly.
Tang San frowned; although he didn't speak, a trace of disdain flashed deep within his eyes.
In his past life, he was a disciple of the Tang Sect, and what he valued most was backbone and responsibility.
In his view, Dai Mubai's behavior was indeed quite pathetic.
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