Mingshu harbored some skepticism towards the Prefect's words. Standing in his shoes, he certainly wouldn't want Si Chu to win.
Would he be so kind-hearted?
Indeed, it had never been stated before the competition that weapons were not allowed; it was now impossible to forbid their use.
It wasn't that she doubted Si Chu's combat skills, but while barehanded combat was one thing, the use of weapons would considerably increase the level of danger.
Not to mention, the Prefect might play some dirty tricks.
Mingshu furrowed her brow in deep thought for a moment, deciding to listen to her subordinate's opinion.
Si Chu had exceptional hearing and naturally heard what the Prefect had said. His face remained impassive, showing neither joy nor anger. He glanced at Mingshu and gave her a reassuring look, "I don't need a weapon."
Around them, a wave of exclamations arose instantly.
The Prefect's gaze turned somewhat peculiar.
