Jo Ming won his battle magnificently.
The Queen stared at her nephew.
‘Jo Ni was not unconscious by Sleeping Pollen... but by some science, which is not the Botanical Magic we know. How is it possible? Is Jo Ming hiding some secrets?’
She tried to think of an explanation but could not find any answer because the competition was over too quickly, so she could not notice anything more.
Suddenly, it was as if Jo Ming perceived her gaze.
He looked back with a smile, politely synchronized his hands, and bowed.
That made the Queen hold her temples even tighter.
Jo Jia placed his hand on his son's shoulder.
“So, Jo Ming has always hidden his fangs, waiting for the selection of the Village Chiefs. Otherwise, he would not have been able to show such malice.