Prince Mu looked at the polite young man, knowing that he was the son of the Minister of War, and he was quite eyed by the emperor, so he nodded with a smile: "Well, there is no need to be too polite."

"I'm going to the school to prepare. Prince, the prince chatted slowly." Jing Rong glanced at Li Feng and left consciously.

The father and son were left, and Li Feng bowed his head respectfully: "Father."

Prince Mu and Yan laughed in a man voice: "You performed well in the school beforehand, and your father and your mother are both proud of you."

Li Feng didn't look up and felt embarrassed: "The father doesn't have to care about his son's face. I know that the father has many words of admonition in his heart, and the stranger has not done his best."

Prince Mu paused for a while and said meaningfully: "There is no better son than father. Your father knows your abilities, and you know what you are thinking about. But tell your father frankly that in the ring, how much do you plan to do to your heart when facing Leng Wushuang from the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

Li Feng kept silent for a moment and said frankly: "My son has never liked to show his strength. Then he will take out seven costs to fight. If he can't fight, it would be fine."

"Li Feng, if someone is in the competition venue today, your father can play with you, but Leng Wushuang is here." The father saw his eyes deepen, "Do you understand what this means?"

Li Feng raised his eyes carefully and took over his father's gaze: "It means that this is not only a contest between Erchen and Leng Wushuang, but also a contest between Prince Mu's mansion and Prime Minister's mansion."

Prince Mu looked at him deeply. His son could see through the situation. He nodded with relief and concern: "It is true."

He didn't need to explain some things thoroughly, he knew that Li Feng would weigh the pros and cons.

The prince of the dignified Prince Mu's mansion lost to a general in the prime minister's mansion in front of the world's powerful people. This slap in the face was quite a big deal.

Li Feng never thought that he would face Leng Wushuang today. Originally, he really wanted to make a move and let the emperor and the princess see that they were too mediocre and would not give him the position of prince consort. But now that Leng Wushuang is there, he is in a dilemma.

After a long period of contemplation, he spoke solemnly: "My son promised my father that he would do his best in the ring later."

After hearing this, Prince Mu breathed a sigh of relief. His son was young and not as cunning as his. He had just gone to Wushuang to remind him, and Li Feng came to Li Feng again. Finally, Li Feng understood it. These words of attacking heart had the effect.

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The second half competition begins.

Leng Wushuang returned to the ring, but saw that there was already someone standing on the ring. He was shocked: "Young Master? Why are you here?"

Guixu smiled arrogantly, "Nonsense, isn't I here to compete for the little princess to attract kisses?" He pointed to the banner on the high place, "You still ask me knowingly?"

Wushuang whispered: "Young Master, you are not on the list of candidates at all. It is unruly for you to go to the stage."

Guixu disagreed: "What's the matter? My father sat next to the emperor and asked him to say hello to me later?"

Wushuang glanced at the viewing platform, and neither the emperor nor the prime minister had arrived yet.

"You just need to help me pass the competition, just leave it alone."

"Young Master, even if Wushuang lets you pass the test, who can you rely on tomorrow's competition? Wushuang advised, "Young Master, please stop making trouble, go back quickly."

"I won't go back!" Guixu waved his hand heavily and decided, "Let's talk about tomorrow's competition tomorrow, I'm sure the arena today!"
Chapter completed!