Wanyan Kang looked back at Longze Jingtian with a mischievous smile on his face, "King Jing, let's continue! Warm-up first before we begin! I haven't warmed up yet!"
Puff-- The audience almost spat blood; anyone with a brain could count that they had already run a hundred and eight laps. What did he mean by warming up? Running for so long and still not warmed up? It seemed like the Crown Prince was deliberately making fun of King Jing of Xiqi Country!
If it were any other country, the spectators would surely spit and tell Wanyan Kang to get lost! But they were in Beizhou Country, and the Beizhou people were enjoying it. As long as the Fifth Prince could win, who cared how he did it!
To support Wanyan Kang, some people in the audience cheered, "Your Highness, take your time warming up! We have loads of time!" "Yes, Your Highness! At worst, we'll just have dinner here and then leave!"
These words reached Murong Qinglian's ears, almost infuriating her.
