The ancestor's face was frighteningly pale, and a shadow loomed over him, making people feel terrified.

He reached out and forcefully took the jade dragon wine pot from Su Yan's hand.

The shaman sniffed the rim of the pot, and his laughter was sinister.

"Why didn't you put the pills I gave you in there?"

Su Yan didn't speak.

The shaman opened the lid, handed it to Su Yan, and said something completely unrelated.

"I heard you have a younger brother who is eight years old this year. You and your parents love him very much."

Su Yan slowly took out the pale yellow pill from her sleeve.

Under the watchful eye of the shaman, he personally placed it into the wine pot.

Then, the ancestor of witches laughed, his voice hoarse and somber.

"If you can get the Third Prince to drink this wine, then your parents, your brother, and you will all be safe and sound."

He paused for a moment.

"But if I find out that you've played any tricks, you'll all die."

Little Flower hummed softly inside her earring.

"Bad guy"

As he spoke, the shaman handed the wine pot back to Su Yan.

It was His Highness who was more farsighted, knowing that this maid was likely to play tricks, and sent him here specifically to keep an eye on her.

As expected, a woman is truly incapable of accomplishing great things.

When Wu Zu saw Su Yan with her head down, he assumed she was frightened by his words.

The ancestor of witches raised his fair hand and patted Su Yan's arm.

This is like slapping someone and then preparing a sweet treat.

"You have no way out. If this is exposed and people find out you are a spy, do you think you can survive tomorrow? But as long as you do well, His Highness will guarantee you wealth and honor, and you will never have to worry about food and clothing."

After speaking, the ancestor heard footsteps and quickly left.

Su Yan stood quietly by herself for a while, then shook the wine cup in her hand.

They walked outside.

When she returned to Xuanyuan Yonghao's side, the person on the stage had inexplicably changed from a dancer to the princess who had arrived from the Kingdom of Zhuri.

Beside Princess Ouyang Ling was a white tiger.

On the platform, there were still some guards lying on the ground, seriously injured, seemingly having just fought each other.

When Chunhua saw Su Yan return with the wine, she grabbed her arm and explained...

"This princess is truly remarkable. She managed to tame that fierce tiger and make it work for her. Even ten skilled guards couldn't defeat it together. She's amazing."

Su Yan licked her lips and glanced at the platform.

They probably felt that the tiger was dangerous, so several times more guards were stationed around the platform.

There were also some black-clad guards, their swords and spears broken, being helped down from the high platform.

Just as they were speaking, a cough was heard coming from the position of the envoy from the Kingdom of Zhuri.

Ouyang Ling on the platform stopped, put her hands behind her back, and scanned the people present.

This was originally extremely impolite.

But her graceful and unrestrained demeanor captivated people, making them overlook her every move.

Just listen to her pleasant voice

"I've heard that the Xuanyuan Kingdom is full of talented people, and there are many brave and valiant individuals among them. I wanted to see for myself, but... I'm extremely disappointed."

The gold bells on Ouyang Ling's feet jingled with every movement she made.

The entire hall fell silent, and on the throne, Xuan Yuan Honghua's face was also very grim.

Dozens of skilled fighters, wielding swords, spears, and halberds, were all knocked off the stage; they simply couldn't bear the loss of face.

General Lin Liqiang was also furious and was itching to go on stage and compete, but seeing that Prime Minister Zhao had not given him any permission, he sat there in agony.