"Xin Lin, who are you saying is third!"
"Isn't it Young Master Jin? Or are you questioning the Empress's words? Jin Chen, you've got quite the nerve!"
Xin Lin scolded.
"I..."
Jin Chen's face looked even uglier than if he were crying.
He glanced at Empress Feng, whose lips twitched slightly.
Such a clever and articulate girl, she had also been drawn into the argument.
With thousands of eyes watching, could Empress Feng still say "no" at this time?
"Thank you, Empress, for upholding justice for this junior."
Jin Chen sulked and unwillingly accepted his third-place ranking.
"If that's the case, then the results of today's Written Examination are..."
The chief examiner also wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
This year's examinees were too much to handle, almost breaking his old bones.
"Wait, Empress Feng, I, Murong Ziyue, am unclear about something."
