But today, besides the envoys from Windspire Kingdom, there are also envoys from other small nations present.
If they go back on their word in front of everyone, Blue Moon Kingdom's reputation and credibility will take a huge hit.
Colin Gu is currently executing a strategy of alliances, rallying all the forces he can to strike against Windspire Kingdom.
If he loses credibility, who would still trust him or join forces with him?
Besides, Evan Xiao is the sharpest blade Blue Moon Kingdom has right now—they absolutely can't do without him in the upcoming battles.
There's no way he'd just hand Evan Xiao over to someone else!
For a moment, the entire martial arena fell into a deathly silence.
"What now? The Blue Moon Empress Dowager and His Majesty aren't going to go back on their word, are they? With so many envoys here today, it wouldn't look good if you did!"
"Princess Lynne Ling, the match isn't over yet! What's your rush?" Suddenly, a voice rang out from the stands.
That voice was soft, yet incredibly clear and refreshing—so pleasant it made you feel comfortable from skin to soul.
Everyone turned to look at the person who spoke, and then, as if on cue, their jaws dropped.
The speaker was actually Grace.
In all of Danyang City, everyone knew her—the so-called talentless eldest daughter: Grace.
"And who are you?" Princess Lynne Ling narrowed her eyes.
"I'm the Prime Minister's daughter, the current Empress's elder sister—Grace."
"Grace?" Princess Lynne Ling laughed. "So you're the legendary Blue Moon Kingdom's top beauty, but also its most useless?"
"That's right!" Grace replied. "Wow, I’m so famous—even Princess Lynne Ling knows me!"
"Hmph!" Princess Lynne Ling snorted, then asked, "So what do you mean? The match isn’t over? Is there someone else who wants to compete for the Prince Consort?"
"Me," Grace said.
As soon as she said that, everyone’s expression changed.
"You?" Princess Lynne Ling couldn’t help but laugh. "You want to challenge me?"
"Actually, I was just about to step onto the stage, but you beat me to it," Grace said.
"Alright then! Go ahead!" Princess Lynne Ling said, half amused, half exasperated. "But let me warn you—on the martial platform, life and death are your own responsibility. Don’t blame anyone else for the consequences."
"Of course I know, Princess. No need to get anxious—I'm coming right now."
With that, she hugged her adorable Antler Serpent and slowly stood up, heading toward the martial platform.
She really was stunning today—rosy cheeks, a charming smile, a figure that turned heads. She outshone everyone in the crowd.
But what was this delicate beauty planning to do?
Was she looking for trouble?
The Empress Dowager, Colin Gu, Wendy Zhu, and the others all looked at her, completely baffled.
Even Dowager Lady Evelyn Zhu felt it was strange, but seeing Grace’s confident demeanor, she somehow couldn’t bring herself to stop her.
Her father was still the one who cared most about her.
Minister Zhuo, sitting far away among the men, hurriedly got up and ran over. He blocked her in front of the martial platform, scolding angrily, "Grace, what are you trying to do?"
Grace said nothing, just reached out and grabbed the hand Minister Zhuo was using to hold her back.
A surge of overwhelming spiritual power rushed toward Minister Zhuo, then quickly receded.
Minister Zhuo’s expression changed instantly.
What did that mean?
Did he just sense a vast, powerful spiritual energy inside Grace?
Was he just imagining things?
"Don’t worry, Dad. Your daughter never fights battles she can’t win." Grace let go of him and brushed past.
Minister Zhuo was left totally stunned, staring blankly as she stepped onto the martial platform.