'Could Prince Qinghe's Mansion really be getting a seat at the table—a chance to make a move in the great game—all because of Zhong Ming alone?!'
Zhong Ming's strange yet incredibly powerful ability had the three great families and two royal mansions watching the trial all thinking the same thing. They saw a real possibility that he could last until the very end and emerge victorious from this confrontation.
This prospect sent waves of turmoil through the various factions.
Among them all, the one whose emotions were in the greatest turmoil was undoubtedly Prince Qinglin.
Two extreme emotions now warred within him. The first was a burning jealousy that his brother in misfortune had found such an unparalleled prodigy, one who could turn the tables and earn them a seat at the game. The thought filled him with endless envy.
The other was a fervent, scalding hope.
