Though Sang Qi was young, as the Crown Prince, his mother consort had taught him from a young age to be observant of everything around him. He took in the expressions of Teacher Zhang, Minister Qian, and Ye Qianning.
A faint sense of unease crept into his heart.
On reflection, he had been too agitated today, so much so that he had forgotten his mother consort's words.
The bet had been made. Although he was still confident he would win, he had no use for that fatso's head.
But what if…
'What if something unexpected happened? For me, the Crown Prince, to be expelled from the academy because of someone like Ye Qianning… it would be an absolute humiliation.'
'If Father Emperor finds out, I could lose my position as Crown Prince.'
'After all, Beili can't have a dropout as its Crown Prince.'
Sang Qi lowered his gaze, thought for a moment, and then said, "If Teacher Song cannot come, then let's call off the bet. As the Crown Prince, I will not use my position to bully the weak."
