A lengthy and impassioned speech, cringe-worthy in its verbosity yet grand in its determination, had caused everyone's eyes to twitch slightly. Yet, it seemed that the Hall Spirit truly took it to heart. The look in its eyes softened when it gazed at Lin Xin, mingled with faint traces of admiration and satisfaction.
Lin Xin had indulged in a moment of mischief, yet he had not expected it to actually serve a purpose. Speechless, he finally concluded his long-winded speech.
"...here, I wish all competitors great fortune in battle."
Wow!!
Immediately, thunderous applause erupted.
Both Di Erqing and the old man Hong Gui wore strange expressions, while Guan Mingyue coughed softly a few times, having not anticipated that the newly appointed Crown Prince would not only show no stage fright but would also rattle on and string together thousands of words of nonsense.
At least ninety percent of the applause was because Lin Xin had finally stopped talking.
