After Mo Jinyu finished speaking, he changed the topic. "But what if someone dies during the competition? What if that child deliberately kills someone? Can the competition continue?"
When the Emperor heard this, he was stunned. "You mean you want me to sacrifice a princess?"
Mo Jinyu's eyes flickered as he said faintly, "Father, think about it. What if Uncle Yuan's bloodline is the same as his and she's a bloodthirsty little evil spirit?"
The Emperor immediately understood his intentions. If that three-and-a-half-year-old child killed someone in order to win, then she would be a little evil spirit in the eyes of the world.
The infamy of this little evil spirit would overshadow her talent, just like Mo Beiyuan when he was young.
