Prince An suddenly felt the bow in his hand grow heavy. With Xie Yanci’s words, the gaze of the onlookers filled with fervent expectation.
What had started as mere entertainment had abruptly escalated into a matter of national honor, changing the entire nature of the affair.
"Don’t just stand there, everyone," Xie Yanci said, the corner of his lips curling. "Let us cheer for the Prince. He must not lose—otherwise, how could His Highness show his face ever again? We would all share in the humiliation."
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