"With the Maestro's blatant favoritism, obviously he could win, but we don't accept it!"
"..."
Some of those objecting to this felt suddenly hesitant upon hearing these claims.
After all, everything from the lyrics to the composition was Xian Yu's doing.
So was this championship actually belonging to Xian Yu or to the Prince of Lanling…
Just as they were caught in this quandary,
All the barrage of comments turned into a wild celebration against the Prince of Lanling!
It was as if these folks had morphed into a prehistoric monster!
And the sole purpose of this monstrous creature was to tear the universally hated Prince of Lanling to shreds, to devour him utterly!
...
Meanwhile on stage,
The audience was straining their eyes waiting.
Where was the Prince of Lanling?
Why hadn't he unmasked yet?
The restlessness in the venue was escalating.
The noise from the audience was growing louder.
Some even wondered...
Had the Prince of Lanling run away?
