As Ren Xueliang's words fell, Zeng Anmin's heart suddenly sank.
He abruptly looked up at Ren Xueliang.
Sure enough, he caught the fleeting smile at the corner of Ren Xueliang's lips beneath his lowered head.
Fuck!
He wasn't coming for me!
This bastard was coming for Little Fatty?!
After Ren Xueliang spoke, the surroundings instantly fell silent.
Everyone's mouths fell open.
Countless gazes landed on Little Fatty Crown Prince Wang Yuanzhen.
A shadow flashed through Little Fatty Crown Prince Wang Yuanzhen's eyes.
Clearly, he had not expected Ren Xueliang to expose his identity directly in front of everyone.
And without the slightest warning!
Watching Ren Xueliang's utterly convincing performance, the Crown Prince gritted his teeth.
With that one sentence, he would no longer be able to remain at the Imperial Academy!
His thoughts raced as he stared coldly at Ren Xueliang.
"Who sent you here?!"
Ren Xueliang raised his head in confusion, then looked toward Zeng Anmin and said, "I merely heard that Zeng Anmin, who won first place today, was here. I wanted to invite him to honor me with a simple meal. No one sent me..."
The Crown Prince looked at Zeng Anmin, his brows twitching slightly.
His gaze was calm.
Since his identity had already been exposed, he simply stopped pretending.
He straightened his chest, his face expressionless.
An image of authority without anger sprang vividly to life.
Zeng Anmin met his gaze and caught the signal Little Fatty Crown Prince was sending him.
Fine.
He looked quite convincing, but that look in his eyes had already revealed everything.
He slowly drew a breath.
He moved past the Crown Prince.
He slowly walked up to Ren Xueliang.
Ren Xueliang was still bewildered, his body still held in a posture of bowing to the Crown Prince.
He had