"Losing the fourth prince is Jun Mohuang's biggest loss!"
Feng Yunyi spoke personally, and Su Zhiyu's supporters immediately echoed.
They did not believe that Huanyun Kingdom could find someone with higher talent, stronger strength, and more noble status than the fourth prince.
So no matter how beautiful Jun Mohuang was, it was of no use. She would never find a better man than the fourth prince in her life.
Compared with Su Zhiyu, she will always be a loser.
Su Zhiyu also figured this out, his expression became more and more arrogant, and his eyes towards Jun Mohuang were full of ridicule and contempt.
The focus of everyone's attention fell on Jun Mohuang again, waiting for her to be unable to bear the ridicule and run away from the scene crying.
However, Jun Mohuang's expression remained as calm as water, with no intention of interrupting at all.
She stared straight at the sword on Feng Yunyi's waist, obviously more interested in that sword.
"Hmph, how do you know Miss Jun can't find a better one? A bunch of frogs in a well. There are many young talents in this continent, and it's not just Fourth Brother."
The Sixth Prince Feng Yunqi shook his fan and said loudly.
He is the one who wants to hold his thighs, so of course he has to be strong at critical moments, and he cannot let his thighs be bullied by these people.
"Sixth brother, stop talking nonsense. She has no strength at all. She can't even leave Huanyun Kingdom. How can she find someone better than this prince?"
Seeing that his charm was not as good as the sword on his waist, Feng Yunyi, who had always been confident, couldn't stand this kind of contempt and made big talk.
To travel from Huanyun Kingdom to the Southern Territory, one must pass the assessment of Qianhuan Academy.
Jun Mohuang has no strength at all. He is not even qualified to go to Qianhuan Academy, let alone pass the examination.
"And this prince is confident that there is no better marriage partner than this prince in Huanyun's country."
"Really, if I find someone better than you, give me the sword on your waist, give me another thousand spirit stones, and give Su Zhiyu ten hard slaps."
Jun Mohuang, who had been watching from the sidelines, finally spoke.
She smiled faintly, her beautiful eyes looking forward, infinite agility flowing in her black gem-like eyes.
"No problem, I will generously give you one year. If after one year, you..."
Feng Yunyi agreed without thinking. Su Zhiyu stopped him before he could say anything.
"Yun Yi, how can you agree to such conditions!"
Jun Mohuang had such sinister intentions when he asked someone to slap her in public!
"Yu'er, this loser can't win anyway, and her conditions certainly don't count."
Feng Yunyi finally reacted, but then he was sure that Jun Mohuang could not win.
"Why, the dignified Miss Su, the number one goddess in the fantasy city, is actually afraid to bet with a loser like me. She is so timid that she is worse than a loser, that's all."
Jun Mohuang mocked lightly. To deal with a woman like Su Zhiyu who was arrogant and put face first, provocation was the most effective method.
"Hmph, who says I don't dare? Just gamble. If you lose, you will be at my disposal!"
Su Zhiyu was so angry that he responded in one breath.
Jun Mohuang nodded in agreement: "No problem, it's a deal."
Su Zhiyu raised her beautiful head proudly: "Then we will see the result in one year. I advise you to be prepared to lose!"
"In less than a year, you have already lost. My dear, I have kept you waiting for so long, come out."
Jun Mohuang suddenly smiled sweetly and raised his fingers in a certain direction among the crowd.
(End of chapter)