The Man as Pretty as a Picture

Gu Bailu was infuriated. Why was her victory baseless?

Did everybody have to fight with spiritual power in a battle?

"There is no such rule, but in any case, your method is not the right way."

"Your Majesty, whoever beats their opponent is the winner, no matter how they do it. Besides, I fought them fair and square without using any traps, didn't I? Are you saying this method doesn't work just because you aren't capable of it?"

"Father, she violated the rules of the contest. The world will be in chaos if everybody fights like that."

Gu Bailu snorted. "You're right that the world will be in chaos. Spiritual power will no longer be held up so loftily, and the garbage will have their day."

"How arrogant. It was just a petty trick, and you think that you're so good at it," said the second prince scornfully.

"I might not be good at many things, but I'm certainly good at elbowing the second prince." Gu Bailu smiled.