**A/N:** *I've incorporated the prompt into the continuation below.*
As Alex approached Wu Xiufan, a subtle shift occurred in the atmosphere. The chill that had enveloped Wu Xiufan seemed to dissipate, replaced by a warmth that was almost imperceptible. It was a subtle change, but it was noticeable to those who knew him well.
Wu Xiufan, his head bowed, asked, "Did you have a good time?"
Alex responded lightly, his voice devoid of emotion. "Yes," he replied, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.
Prince Yi, approaching them, interrupted their brief exchange. "When did Imperial Uncle arrive?" he inquired, his voice filled with curiosity. "Did you see Alex's race?"
Alex's heart skipped a beat. The Prince had witnessed his performance, his victory. It was a revelation, a realization that had profound implications.
