"I'm kind of looking forward to his performance tomorrow."
Compared to Gudusidan's anticipation, another person wasn't very hopeful.
"With his strength so formidable, is there a way to prevent him from participating in tomorrow's battle?"
The Second Prince, Gudu Siyi, felt somewhat displeased and asked the lackey beside him.
"There is a way to keep him from entering tomorrow's battle, but the cost might be substantial."
Gudu Siyi frowned slightly but eventually waved his hand dismissively.
"That's no problem; whatever he desires, we can provide as long as he doesn't compete tomorrow and joins my ranks."
Gudu Siyi was quite generous, especially when it came to matters of seizing the throne.
He understood that everything he invested upfront would return once he claimed the throne.
And if he didn't win the throne, all the upfront costs would turn into illusions.
But if the throne was lost, whether these things turned into illusions wouldn't matter anymore.
"Alright!"
