At this moment, Yang Wanshan was in his manor, drinking freely with his confidants. They appeared to be in high spirits, and their conversation was full of confidence and satisfaction.
"Congratulations, Prince Yang Wanshan, on removing a major threat," someone stood, raising a toast in Yang Wanshan's honor.
"With Yang Pojun out of the picture, your competition for the position of Crown Prince has become much easier," said another.
"Prince Yang Wanshan, your virtue and talent are unmatched. The Crown Prince's position is undoubtedly yours."
...
As Yang Wanshan downed another glass of wine, the color in his face seemed to dull slightly.
Seeing this, everyone around him was somewhat at a loss.
"The position of Crown Prince is fraught with difficulties, and as long as my elder brother still lives, it will never be my turn," said Yang Wanshan with a bitter smile.
Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent, even those who wanted to flatter Yang Wanshan didn't know what to say.
