The atmosphere shifted dramatically as Yu Xuan's actions were exposed. The once-admired young man was now seen as a villain, his reputation tarnished. The crowd, their initial admiration replaced by disgust, turned away from him.
Prince Yi, his expression a mask of disgust, stared at Yu Xuan. The young man, his face flushed with shame, lowered his head. He had made a grave mistake, a mistake that would have serious consequences.
Alex, standing on the sidelines, observed the unfolding drama with a mixture of unease and satisfaction. He had been a target, a pawn in a dangerous game. But he had survived, and he had emerged victorious.
Yu Xuan's apology, a feeble attempt to salvage his reputation, fell on deaf ears. The crowd, their disgust palpable, turned away from him. He was a pariah, a social outcast.
Wu Xiufan, his eyes filled with a mixture of contempt and pity, approached Yu Xuan. "You have made a grave mistake," he said, his voice low.
