Third Prince Clearly Jealous

On this side, Nangong Lie was earnestly trying to lose on purpose. He clearly already knew the answer, yet didn't start writing.

On the other side, the Fine Compound's fellow student looked immensely pleased with himself and seemed to be saying this kind of level simply wasn't worth his time.

And the students who already won the Fine Compound, disdainfully watched this scene. "What did I say, they're merely lucky."

Yuan Ling Xuan lazily yawned. "We don't need to continue watching anymore, I'm taking a nap. Call me when it's over."

The corners of Helian Jiao Er's mouth also curved up, and allowed her maid to support her towards the pavilion beneath the tree's shade. In her heart, she humphed disdainfully.

Heh, the principal even shamelessly boasted, suggesting that the Superior Compound change their lineup.

Based on the current situation.

They simply wouldn't need to compete in the third round and would've already won the championship.