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Chapter 5170: 5.0922 Chances of Winning?

The little monkey jumped up, clapping vigorously and cheering. Even though his sister was a bit slow, she was born with extraordinary talent. Despite her current intellectual shortcomings, her fundamental abilities were still there. Learning so many moves in just half a day was not something an ordinary person could do.

Qiao Mu put away her Startling Thunder Sword, took a step forward, and patted Mo's shoulder. "From now on, if anyone dares to drive you into the void again, my sword will be the first to not spare them."

Mo twitched her lips, showing a stiff smile.

Little Monk Kong Kong rested his chin on his hands, turning his head to look at Crown Prince Mo, who was sitting beside him. Under the golden sunlight, the elegant and handsome Crown Prince was also propping his chin, gazing fixedly at the female benefactor, his eyes seeming to flicker with light, shining brightly.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, Crown Princess." Cai Xiu rushed along a small path, looking around and calling out.

Qiao Mu waved her hand, removing the defensive barrier. Cai Xiu turned her head and saw everyone appear before her. She also saw the rockery and flowerbed that had been reduced to ruins. Her mouth immediately gaped wide enough to fit a duck egg.

Good heavens, the Crown Prince and Princess, early this morning, said they'd take a stroll in the garden, and they ended up leveling a corner of it.

"Let's go, let's go, time for lunch." The little monkey bounced up, raising its small hand in a cheer.

Mo floated two steps forward, tilting her head to look ahead. In the scattered sunlight, the woman in simple clothes, with her elegant and graceful demeanor, walked beside the Crown Prince. The fragrance of plants and trees served as the backdrop for her painting-like presence. In that instant, it seemed to freeze into eternity, never to be forgotten.

Friends? Two words flickered in her heart. Close friends!

After the music ended, leaves rustled down in the garden. The woman left the guqin stand, rose, and bowed towards the eaves of the house, standing there silently for a long time.

For a very long time, there was no sound in the garden, only a light, cold breeze blowing across her face. The thinly clad woman, her head slightly bowed, didn't make a sound.

It wasn't until an unknown amount of time had passed that a faint voice came from the eaves, "You may leave." Only then did the woman slightly raise her head and call out, "Young Master."

Second Young Master Qin coldly glanced at her. But that single cold glance made Miss Ran swallow all the words in her mouth. She bowed deeply, then turned and exited the garden.

Qin Xin lay on the eaves, gazing up at the faintly starlit sky above. He held a wine flask in one hand, his eyes, fixed on the night, filled with coldness.

Dugu Ling whoosh-ed over to his side, sighing deeply. "Oh dear, what should we do?"

"I received definite news today. That King of Duo Luo Kingdom is completely useless now. He's either stupid or crazy, but he's certainly unusable."

"Many of our people who were sent out have been surrounded and annihilated by the Crown Prince's men these past two days, and there are quite a few casualties. Do you think it's still necessary to continue?"

"I just… don't want him to have such an easy time." As a result, the decisions I made only brought more misery upon myself.

Qin Xin tossed the wine flask, flipped over, and sat up. He drew a long sword with one hand, gracefully flying down from the roof. He then began to dance his sword vigorously inside the house, venting the overflowing anger in his heart.

"If we were to directly target the imperial city now, how much of a chance do you think we have?"

"With our current resources and connections, there is a chance of winning, but… the Old Ancestor has not yet given the order."

"His theory of gradual encroachment is no longer realistic."