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Zhao Jinzhong stood on the railing and looked down, wondering, "Why are there so many people here to watch this year?"

An Chang sipped his tea and said casually, "Are you really that unaware, or are you pretending not to know?"

"Should I...know?" Zhao Jinzhong didn't understand An Chang's words.

An Chang put down his teacup, walked to the railing, and pointed to the groups of people upstairs and downstairs, saying to Zhao Jinzhong:

"Those, those, and these girls, see them? They're all here for you."

Zhao Jinzhong was taken aback. "Attack me?"

An Chang was helpless; his brother was completely clueless when it came to relationships!

The year after Zhao Jinzhong won the championship and was awarded the title of Young General, many aristocratic families did not send their sons to participate in the competition, but their daughters did.

The following year, Zhao Jinzhong was unable to participate due to a leg injury, leaving the young ladies from prominent families extremely disappointed.

In the third year, some young ladies from prominent families did not come because they heard that Zhao Jinzhong's leg injury had not yet healed.

But those young ladies from noble families who didn't know about it still came in the third year, which was last year.

They arrived but still didn't see Zhao Jinzhong, so they got upset and went to the Ministry of War to complain. The Ministry of War was terrified of the complaints.

This year, when the Ministry of War saw that Zhao Jinzhong had signed up for the competition, they issued a special notice.

This is to announce to everyone that Zhao Jinzhong will be participating in this martial arts competition.

After telling Zhao Jinzhong this, An Chang shook his head and sighed, "The number of people coming to watch the game this year is more than half that of last year."

"Hey! Why aren't there any young ladies from prominent families coming specifically for me?"

An Chang felt uneasy again.

Zhao Jinzhong coughed lightly twice, not taking An Chang's words to heart.

Back in the private room, Zhou Ruo and An Nan, the two young girls, sat cross-legged on the floor facing each other, eating as if they were having a competition.

Zhou Ruo focused on eating fruit, while An Nan ate candy and snacks.

Seeing Zhao Jinzhong walk back from the corridor, Zhou Ruo, her mouth full of fruit, asked him indistinctly:

"Brother, when will we see just how amazing you are?"

She always remembered what Zhao Jinzhong told her: he had many more impressive skills, which he would demonstrate on the field.

Zhao Jinzhong walked over to her and sat down on the ground. "It will probably be another hour before it's my brother's turn to go on stage."

After a while, An Chang, who had been standing on the veranda without going inside, suddenly said, "Zi Ying is here too!"

Zhao Jinzhong looked over upon hearing the voice and saw An Chang speaking towards the private room of the restaurant across the street.

When Zhou Ruo heard An Chang call out the Seventh Princess's name, she excitedly stood up and ran out.

"Is the pretty lady here too? Where is she? Where is she?"

An Chang raised his hand and pointed to Zhou Ruo. Only then did he realize that there was a young man of similar age and dressed in fine clothes next to the Seventh Princess.

"Wow! He really came too!"

Zhao Jinzhong came to An Chang's side and saw that the Seventh Princess was still wearing a veil, with a distinguished young master from a wealthy family standing beside her.

"Who is that beside the princess?" Zhao Jinzhong's eyes were fixed on the young man.

An Chang turned to look at Zhao Jinzhong with a hint of realization, "Oh right, you haven't met him yet?"

Zhao Jinzhong then turned to look at An Chang, "So, who is he?"

An Chang looked around and then whispered to Zhao Jinzhong, "He is the Crown Prince."

"The Crown Prince?" Zhao Jinzhong was surprised. "Why is he here like this?"

The crown prince went on a tour of the common people's quarters, and surprisingly, there was no disturbance at all.

"You wouldn't know this, would you?" An Chang gestured for Zhao Jinzhong to look downstairs.

"These few, those few... over here, and over there... they're all protecting the Crown Prince,"

No fewer than a hundred people, plus hidden guards we can't see..."

Zhao Jinzhong: "How do you know so much? You even recognized the disguised guards?"

An Chang said with a hint of pride, "I've seen too much! Look at all those people, their hair is all tied up in the same way."

Upon closer inspection, Zhao Jinzhong realized it was indeed true.

"Pretty sister!" Zhou Ruo suddenly exclaimed.

An Chang and Zhao Jinzhong looked across and saw that the Seventh Princess had seen them and was waving to them.

An Chang and Zhao Jinzhong also responded to the Seventh Princess, and at the same time, the two of them gave a simple bow to the Crown Prince from a distance.

The area downstairs suddenly became noisy; the first round of the competition had begun.

Zhao Jinzhong and An Chang chatted while watching the game.

Zhao Jinzhong: "Did the Crown Prince come to the competitions before?"

An Chang: "No, the Crown Prince suddenly became obsessed with martial arts this year. I heard he came here with a purpose."

Zhao Jinzhong: "What's the purpose?"

An Chang: "The Crown Prince wants to choose a martial arts partner for himself."

Zhao Jinzhong felt a surge of emotion. "What are the conditions?"

An Chang: "It wasn't explicitly stated, but I guess it's either the champion or one of the top three, and you're the most likely candidate."

Zhao Jinzhong's lips curled up. "Just what I wanted."

An Chang: "What do you mean by that?"

Zhao Jinzhong: "Do you remember when I told you at the clinic a while ago that we needed to find a helper?"

An Chang suddenly realized, "Holy crap! It has to be you, you've even dared to set your sights on the Crown Prince!"

Zhao Jinzhong: "No, no, I was just taking advantage of the situation."

Zhou Ru clung to the wooden railing, squeezing her head through the gap between the bars to look down.

"Brother, why are they fighting?"

An Chang chuckled, and Zhao Jinzhong picked up Zhou Ruo to look at her.

"They're having a competition, a martial arts competition," Zhao Jinzhong explained to Zhou Ruo.

Zhou Ruo looked again and exclaimed, "Oh! It's those moves you taught An Nan at the Prince's Mansion that day!"

"Yes."

I'll love watching it even more next week.

Turning to look at An Nan, she saw An Nan peeking through the gap in the magnolia tree at the movements and postures of the people on the stage.

When she sees something interesting, she'll mimic the movements herself, memorize them, and learn very diligently.

The crowd downstairs cheered, and waves of heat rose higher and higher, creating a lively scene.

At this moment, a young master came up from below the stage and quickly defeated three opponents, demonstrating formidable strength.

Zhou Ruo looked at the man and said, "Brother, he has the Blood-Defying Powder in his body."

"Xu Xue San?" An Chang thought carefully. "What is that? It sounds familiar."

Zhao Jinzhong also paid attention to the person on the stage and quickly recognized him, "This is the young master of the Wanghou Mansion."

An Chang slapped his hand on the railing. "Isn't that Wang Mengling's brother? The five taels of silver we earned!"

Zhao Jinzhong asked in confusion, "Why does he still have the Blood-Deficiency Powder on his body?"

He asked Zhou Ruo, "Ruo Ruo, I remember you said last time that the 'Virtuous Blood Powder' is a powder formed during the pill-making process, right?"

Zhou Ru patted Zhao Jinzhong's head and said with a smile, "Yes, brother has a great memory!"

"Luckily, he didn't have any wounds, otherwise he would have been in serious trouble!"

Cheers erupted downstairs, but Zhao Jinzhong fell into deep thought amidst the noise.

An Chang watched for a while and said, "It seems we'll have to go toe-to-toe with this young master Wang in the finals."

As expected, Wang Yucong won first place in the first round of the competition and advanced to the finals along with the second and third place winners.

"Get ready for my turn." An Chang began to stretch his arms and legs.

An Nan, who had been quietly watching from the sidelines, suddenly clenched her fist, raised her forearm, and made a cheering gesture to An Chang.

He then said, "Brother, let's strive for first place!"