Nanyue scored first, which made the vast majority of Nanyue citizens present very happy and cheering, after all, it’s their home ground.

The Emperor of Nanyue was even more triumphant, stroking his beard and praising, "These lads really haven’t neglected their equestrian training."

"Congratulations, Your Majesty! Our Nanyue is rich with talents and will surely add to our greatness," said an official sitting next to the Emperor of Nanyue with a smile.

The Emperor of Nanyue grew even more proud and glanced at Yan Er, who was sitting not far away, saying, "Young Master Yan, what do you make of this? We, Nanyue, have scored first!"

Yan Er stood up and said, "Your Majesty, after all, we are guests. We must give our hosts some face, can’t press too hard. Consider this point as our greeting gift to Your Majesty. Besides, the game isn’t over yet. As for this County Magistrate Ruifu, we, Prince Jin, are sure to marry her!"

The Emperor of Nanyue choked, and an official snorted, "Such arrogance."

Yan Er shrugged, "Whether it’s arrogance or not, let’s talk with facts. As they say, the game isn’t over until it’s over. What do you say, Old Mr. Meng?"

Old Mr. Meng glanced at him, stroked his white beard, and said, "If you want to marry my disciple, show your real strength and skills." In his heart, he was secretly worried, wondering if this Buddy Jhin could do it. If he really lost, Wufu might end up pulling out all his beard.

Then again, he thought, if they lose, so be it. Saying big words in front of so many people and not delivering, what skills are there in that?

While they were discussing the game here, Wufu was also a bit nervous over there.

A princess named Princess Yongqing glanced at Wufu sideways and asked, "County Magistrate Ruifu, are you hoping Beiyan wins, or that they can’t win?"

If she said she hoped Beiyan wins, it would mean she didn’t consider herself a Nanyue person, reaching too high. If she said she didn’t hope so, did it mean she wasn’t satisfied with this marriage proposal?

Wufu smiled, "Princess, it’s not about what I hope. If he wants to marry me, he must show how sincere he is!"

A beautiful counter, lightly raising her own worth.

Princess Yongqing pouted and shifted her gaze back to the field.

Beiyan didn’t rush when they lost a point, but became more vigorous, constantly adjusting speed and strategy, defending tightly.

Suddenly, Prince Qi’s ball stick broke, forcing him to return to the field to change it. A young officer as Beiyan’s forward named Zheng Yunchuan immediately seized the opportunity, dribbling the ball towards Nanyue’s goal. According to the rules, even if the stick is changed, the game continues.

The two bodyguards as center-backs were blocking that Song Qingzhang. The moment suitable for striking the ball was just a blink, as Zheng Yunchuan dribbled the ball, almost sticking his body under the horse’s belly, and struck hard.

Right into the goal.

A trace of a smile appeared in Wufu’s eyes, as her tense mind relaxed a bit.

As Beiyan caught up with a point, the previously very proud Nanyue began to feel a bit edgy. Except for that Song Qingzhang who remained calm, the other team members seemed impatient.

With this impatience, their formation was disrupted, and Beiyan caught up with another point.

The face of the Emperor of Nanyue sitting in the audience looked somewhat unpleasant. He wanted to say something, but said nothing, just leaning slantingly on the Dragon Throne.

Not looking good, it would look even worse if they lost, indeed only practicing Taoism is good!

In the arena, the cheering for Nanyue rose and fell like thunder, while the Beiyan envoy, naturally unwilling to be outdone, also cheered for their side. Unfortunately, they were ultimately outnumbered and quickly drowned out.

Wufu sighed quietly. After all, they were on someone else’s turf, and no matter how they cheered, they couldn’t match the others. Under such cheering, if Beiyan’s mentality was unstable, they would surely mess up.