The Fifth Prince chuckled, looking at him with an indescribable contempt in his eyes, "Even if we win, your victory is unfair. There is absolutely no need for a contest."
Xiao Mo'er ignored him and looked at King Wu of Zhou, "Your Majesty, can I compete with them?"
King Wu of Zhou looked at the little man in front of him and found him quite amusing. Seeing his determined eyes and his persistent look, he smiled and said, "Okay."
King Wu of Zhou spoke, and no one could refuse this competition.
Hua Ziyun's eyes were filled with excitement, and they were in trouble.
The more they despise Xiao Moer, the more miserable their defeat will be.
If they knew how powerful he was in advance and the three of them gave it their all, he would still be worried about Xiao Moer.
Given the current state of the three of them, he is not worried at all.
Despise it, continue to despise it.
Hua Ziyun's eyes were fixed on them, with a look of worry on his face.
The Second Prince and the others were overjoyed when they saw the expression on Hua Ziyun's face.
Hua Ziyun stepped forward and said to the seated King Wu of Zhou, "Father, it's better not to let them compete. If either side loses, it will damage the harmony."
How could the three princes give up just like that?
This is a good time to slap someone in the face. Slapping that brat in the face is equivalent to slapping Hua Ziyun in the face.
They have too few opportunities to slap Hua Ziyun in the face, so how could they miss the chance now and in the future?
"Eighth brother, don't worry. If we lose, you will definitely not take it to heart." The Fourth Prince said magnanimously, and his implicit meaning was that the person who takes it to heart is your friend.
Xiao Moer stepped forward and said, "Ziyun, I won't take it to heart. I have a big heart and can handle it."
As soon as these words were spoken, low laughter was heard around.
"This kid is really interesting."
"So cute."
"The Prime Minister has a big heart. It's really funny to hear him say this."
"This little guy can't even speak a word properly. He only has a vague understanding. I'm afraid he'll lose miserably later."
"The Eighth Prince treated him well and always gave in to him. He believed it and thought he was very powerful. I hope this won't be a big blow to him."
"It's better to let him suffer a loss once, so that he won't be devastated by others' setbacks when he grows up."
Everyone was waiting, waiting to see Mu Zimo make a fool of himself.
King Wu of Zhou looked at the little guy in front of him who looked like a dough ball. Even though he was not his own son, he was very fond of him. He could not help but say to the Second Prince and the others, "Just stop when you're done, okay?"
The three of them responded in unison, but they were determined in their hearts to teach this brat a lesson.
Xiao Moer also responded: "Yes."
Everyone around was laughing silently. The little guy thought the emperor was talking to him and was thinking about giving in to the princes. He was so adorable.
If the person standing in front of them was not a five-year-old child, let alone such a cute child, I am afraid that everyone would only feel disgust and contempt for his behavior.
"We are older and won't bully you. You can compete however you want."
Xiao Moer pondered for a moment and then said, "May I ask what the three princes are best at?"
When everyone heard his question, they all smiled.
What a smart little guy, he knows what is best for himself.
The three of them looked at each other and understood what he meant.
He wanted to compete by eliminating their best abilities.
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