The young prince's whole body stiffened, facing Zhou Shuren's all-knowing gaze, he tightened his face and said, "Thank you, sir."
"No need."
After Chang Yi and the others had left, he sneered. Originally, the Zhou family didn't want to deal with the Prince of Grassland living pretentiously in sickness. This young prince had ambitions. What he saw just now was clear: as soon as this one spotted Yu Yi and the others, he rushed straight over.
The young servant and maidens accompanying his own daughters were numerous, and Ming Rui was also there. Though they weren't afraid of the prince charging at Yu Yi and her group, it was still extremely infuriating.
Ming Rui said, "Father, Mother."
Chang Yi responded with a light grunt, "Such a pity."
It didn't take Ming Rui long to understand what was pitiful. Yu Yueyang had been eliminated, placing third. Despite being third, Yu Yueyang was exceptionally happy, grinning broadly.
