The sudden mishap came so unexpectedly that everyone in the great hall was still relentlessly mocking the impertinent Tartar People who were oblivious to their own insolence.
Sitting in the elegant seat of the great hall, Xu Yuan froze for a moment when he saw this scene unfold.
He didn't understand.
He remembered that he had only raised a bid just now.
After speaking, he had gone back to his elegant seat to drink wine and watch the play.
Raising a ruckus is human nature. So many people had been bidding just now, yet that esteemed guest from the Great Desert chose to pay such respect only to him.
Had the man recognized him?
But if he had recognized him, wouldn't someone with a sound mind refrain from doing such a thing?
Would someone who dares to pay their respects to the Second Prince's mother care about a prince from the Great Desert?
The artificial rock hurled with a whooshing sound didn't stop because of Xu Yuan's confusion and was about to hit him in an instant.
