The laughter and joy at the banquet came to an abrupt end, replaced by dead silence.

All eyes were focused on Ye Sugan and the fallen noble, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

A hint of anger flashed in Nurhadu's eyes, but he quickly concealed his emotions. He couldn't be impulsive at this moment, otherwise it would only make the situation worse.

He took a deep breath, slowly stood up, and walked in front of Ye Sugan.

"Right Wise King, is this a bit too much?" Nurhadu asked in a deep voice, his tone revealing unquestionable majesty.

Yesugan glanced at Nurhadu, a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth: "What? Nurhadu, do you also want to stop me from teaching the prince? Don't forget, I am helping the Queen Mother and the prince to gain courage and insight."

"Practice courage?" Nurhadu repeated Ye Sugan's words, his tone full of sarcasm. "Practice courage in this way, I'm afraid it will only make the Crown Prince and everyone present feel fear and anxiety."

When Ye Sugan heard this, his expression changed slightly, but soon returned to normal.

He did not respond directly to Nurhadu's words, but turned his head and continued to look at the prince with a provocative look.

The prince barely stood up with the support of Empress Dowager Chaharan. His face was pale and his eyes revealed deep fear.

He looked at Nurhadu as if seeking help.

Nurhadu's heart tightened, he knew he had to stand up and say something.

He looked around, his gaze sweeping across the faces of each noble, and then he spoke loudly, "We, the warriors of the Western Rong, have always prided ourselves on our bravery, skill in battle, loyalty, and integrity. Yet, the Right Wise King is threatening the Crown Prince. How can such behavior be worthy of the title of warrior?"

As soon as Nurhadu finished speaking, the whole audience echoed his words. The nobles expressed their agreement and expressed their dissatisfaction with Yesugan's behavior.

Yesugan looked at Nurhadu with a sarcastic smile on his face: "You have Han blood in your body, and you dare to question me?" There was obvious contempt and provocation in his voice.

Nurhadu was just about to open his mouth to refute when he heard the sound of horse hooves approaching from afar, and then the majestic figure of Zuo Xian Wang appeared at the banquet venue.

The Left Wise King's gaze swept across the crowd, finally settling on Yesugan. He spoke in a deep voice, "I gave Nurhatu his life. His blood, whether Han or Rong, is my bloodline. What can he not question about you?"

Ye Sugan had not expected that Zuo Xian Wang would appear at this time, let alone that he would support Nurhadu so openly. The sarcastic smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a hint of embarrassment and uneasiness.

"Zuo Xian Wang, I..." Yesugan tried to explain, but was interrupted by Zuo Xian Wang with a wave of his hand.

"Ye Sugan, your behavior tonight has crossed the line." Zuo Xian Wang's voice was cold but firm. "The Crown Prince is the future of our Western Rong, not a tool for you to show off your military might. I hope you understand this."

The injured nobleman staggered out of the banquet venue with the help of everyone.

His departure seemed to be the prelude to tonight's farce, making everyone realize that the behavior of the Right Wise King Ye Sugan had already broken the original harmonious atmosphere of the banquet.

Seeing the arrival of the Left Xian Wang Zhahemu, Empress Dowager Chaharan felt a surge of reassurance. His presence would at least help suppress Yesugan's arrogance and protect the peace of the Crown Prince and the banquet. She gently patted the Crown Prince's hand, signaling him not to worry any further.

The Left Wise King Zhahemu swept his gaze majestically across the entire venue, finally landing on the main seat.

He slowly sat down, and an aura of majesty emanated naturally, making everyone present feel awe.

However, when he looked around, he found that Li Yunting and Dozier were not there. He frowned slightly and felt an inexplicable worry in his heart.

"Go and find Li Yunting and Doziger." Zuo Xian Wang ordered in a deep voice, and the attendants around him immediately responded and left.

In a secluded corner outside the banquet, Dozier held Li Yunting tightly, deeply intoxicated by the charming rouge scent on her body.

His eyes sparkled with ambition, and his tone was full of arrogance: "After tonight, the old guy sitting next to you will no longer be the protagonist. I will take his place!"

Li Yunting smiled gently when she heard this, and her smile revealed an indescribable charm.

She responded tactfully, "There's only one chair on the throne. If two people sit on it, it might be a bit crowded."

Dozier was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then frowned and asked in confusion, "What do you mean by that? Throne, what are you planning?"

Li Yunting stared at Dozier, a cunning glint in her eyes.

She knew it wasn't time for a full showdown yet, so she said lightly, "Haven't you always longed to replace your father and become the new Left Wise King? After tonight, your wish will come true. Are your capable assistants ready?"

Although Doziger still had doubts about Li Yunting's true intentions, the excitement in his heart surged like a tide when he thought about replacing his father and getting rid of Nurhadu, the stumbling block.

He answered confidently: "Of course, they are all top archers." Even an eagle soaring in the sky can be shot down easily.

"Very good!" Li Yunting nodded with satisfaction, a cunning smile flashing in her eyes.

"The next scene is the most exciting." After saying this, she adjusted her skirt gracefully and walked towards the banquet venue with light steps, floating like a beautiful butterfly.

Dozier watched her figure walk away, his heart filled with anticipation and enthusiasm. The thought that this woman would soon belong to him completely made his blood boil.

At the banquet, the venison roasting on the campfire exuded an enticing aroma, the fat dripping and crackling in the firelight, whetting everyone's appetite.

The guests sat together, feasting on the delicious barbecue.

“Today’s barbecue is so delicious, especially the sauce, it’s so delicious!”

Queen Mother Chaharan heard everyone's praise and explained with a smile: "To celebrate the prince's recovery, I made this sauce myself. I hope everyone can get used to the taste."

"I'm used to it. Thank you for the hospitality, Queen Mother!"

"Yes, the late king's heroic spirit will surely protect the prince and make him a brave and powerful lion on the grassland!"

Such blessings were heard from the crowd.

Queen Mother Chaharan listened to these compliments with a smile, but her eyes inadvertently noticed that the barbecue in front of Right Wise Prince Yesugan was not touched at all.

"Right Wise King, does this venison not suit your taste?"