Wu Zhixing watched in cold sweat, awkwardly saying, "Well... Grandma Empress Dowager, you know me. I actually don’t like fighting at all. That ’Top Ten Outstanding Youth’ title was something they made up on their own; I never agreed to it."

"Whoever wants to participate in the Great Celestial Pride competition can go. If I have that much free time, I’d rather spend it comprehending the Law, striving to understand Minor Divine Techniques early and prepare to enter the Purple Mansion Realm."

"You! You you you! You’re really making me mad! Dead wood cannot be carved!" The little lolita Wu Xue Ning stomped her feet in anger, her baby-fat cheeks flushed red.

Seeing this, the middle-aged beauty beside her quickly smiled and comforted her in a low voice. Wu Zhixing also repeatedly bowed his hands, mumbling apologies.

With this, the angry expression on the little lolita’s face slowly faded.

She clasped her hands behind her back, starting to sigh, "Ah~ why is my life so bitter? Clearly gifted in talent and aptitude, yet born at the wrong time, missing the Struggle of the Imperial Sons because of being too young, and being of royal blood makes it inconvenient to participate in the Struggle for the Saint Son. So rare to have a chance at the Great Celestial Pride competition, and I can only watch the spectacle due to my weak strength."

"Ah~~ it seems that in this life, I can only use my royal background to muddle through~~ ah~ such a bitter fate~ and now, even the usually obedient and well-behaved grandson refuses to listen to me."

This sounds like it deserves a beating~

Wu Zhixing’s mouth twitched: "Grandma Empress Dowager, what do you really want, just say it."

"Hehe~ still, grandson, you understand me." The dejected expression on little lolita Wu Xue Ning’s face instantly vanished, replaced by a smile, "I want you to take me to the White Cloud Tower to watch the Great Celestial Pride competition. You know, without someone with enough strength accompanying me, my father won’t allow me to go."

"This..." Wu Zhixing hesitated.

The little lolita narrowed her eyes, suggesting, "If you dare refuse, you’ll regret it."

Recalling the various "glorious" feats of this grandaunt in the past, Wu Zhixing was immediately overwhelmed with a headache. Though unwilling, he finally nodded in agreement.

"Good grandson, I knew you were the most obedient. Let’s go, go, go, to the White Cloud Tower."

Wu Xue Ning opened her big eyes again, looking adorable and innocent, pulling Wu Zhixing outside while chuckling silently to herself.

She knew that Zhixing grandson would definitely agree. This way, not only could she watch the Great Celestial Pride competition, but she could also force Zhixing grandson to make a move, truly killing two birds with one stone.

Hehe~ she was so smart~~

...

Inside the White Cloud Tower.

Prince Heng worked hard, eloquently appeasing the diners’ emotions, promising to waive the dishes if the next match wasn’t exciting enough!

Then.

He hurried to the lounge where Wang Liyao was resting, complaining, "My dear Miss Liyao, can’t you just have a proper fight? Even if it’s only for thirty breaths."

"Prince, my father instructed me before going out." Wang Liyao leisurely sipped her Spirit Tea, solemnly saying, "One must have one’s own boundaries in doing things, to do what is right."

"Father... It seems that your father Wang Shouzhe, judging by the name, must be a rigid, dull, conservative person." Prince Heng slapped his forehead, rather helplessly saying, "Fine, fine, how about this, from now until the end of the Great Celestial Pride competition, I’ll give you a share of White Cloud Tower’s earnings, a full ten percent! You do know, this is a huge sum?"

"I know." Wang Liyao slightly nodded, "It does sound somewhat interesting."

"Great, great, then we can talk properly." Prince Heng smiled, feeling comforted, "To salvage our reputation, I’ve decided to use Wang Anan of the Daqian Wang Family in the next round."

"Wang Anan? An Generation of the Daqian Wang Family?" Wang Liyao’s beautiful eyes seemed a bit dazed, "This generation..."

"This generation has indeed high status in the Daqian Wang Family, but he’s still quite young. Miss Liyao, don’t underestimate him; he’s ranked as the second among the young geniuses in the Capital City, and his talent has been enhanced to Celestial Pride Grade B. He’s currently ninety-four years old, and his strength has reached the Fourth-Layer of Celestial Human Realm!"

"Alright then." Even with Wang Liyao’s mentality, she had a slight wavering, but such thoughts only flickered for a moment before she calmly said, "Thirty percent, starting from the first battle, all revenue, thirty percent, and I’ll cooperate with you, Prince?"

"What?" Prince Heng gulped, wanting to bargain, but seeing Wang Liyao’s composed expression, he could only bite his teeth and say, "Thirty percent then, thirty percent. You, just like Lici, are little gluttons."

"However, Wang Anan this time, Liyao, you need to make it a beautiful fight, at least last for one incense stick duration, otherwise, there will be trouble arranging things afterwards."

Suddenly.

Wang Liyao raised her delicate chin, eyes showing an unusual light, "Does the Prince know that the Daqian Wang Family is the Main Vein of our Changning Wang Family?"

"There’s such a thing? Oh, that’s right, I vaguely remember the Wang Family had a Li Generation before, but it didn’t seem very promising." Prince Heng, his surprise unsure, turned excited, "But if that’s the case, then we have even more fodder for hype. This time, we’ll earn big."

In fact, in the past, Prince Heng always viewed money as a mere external thing, maintaining a carefree attitude until after spending five years with Lici...

"Does the Prince know if Wang Anan should be considered according to hierarchy, he should be my grandson’s generation?" Wang Liyao took a sip of tea, "That makes it difficult for me; it doesn’t feel right to beat him up."

"Then Miss Liyao means..." Prince Heng was filled with doubts, "How about we switch to the fourth in line of the Gongye Family?"

"No, this round, there should be an extra fee!"

"..." Prince Heng.

...