Hu!
After Max returned to his residence, a flame burst into sparks before him. This message was sent by a sound-transmitting talisman from the Tenth Prince, Yang Zhen. The Tenth Prince wanted him to see him tonight at his palace.
Max could hear his underlying tone. The Tenth Prince did not sound happy!
Max knew that if the Tenth Prince wanted to see him, it was because of that moment when Sam had openly challenged him. The scouts he had sent to observe the situation must have reported back to the Tenth Prince.
Win over, Sam? Stop dreaming!
Max reached out a hand and crushed the smoldering ashes before him. The voice of the Tenth Prince came to a screeching halt.
Max slowly rose and poured himself a glass of wine. He raised the glass and drained the whole thing. Slowly, his eyes became quietly cold, like a peaceful lake.
"There is still a month. Do you think that Sam has already won?"
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