If this was placed beforehand, even if you killed Emperor Jing, he never would have imagined this.
Before, Emperor Jing had wanted to change out Su Luo. Now, thinking about it, Emperor Jing was very glad it didnât happen.
Right now, his eyes were bright and full of spirit, as he proudly looked at the stage.
Not mentioning others, within the nine influential families, among the four semi-finalists Eastern Ling occupied two seats. This was a very respectable thing.
At this time, Emperor Jingâs impression of Su Luo went from negative to full marks, he was very satisfied with her.
âFortunately, at that time, didnât proceed with the engagement to Jade Lakeâs Li family, otherwise now, tsk tsk...â Emperor Jing looked at Li Yaoyao, who stuck to Dongfang Xuan and shook his head in disdain.
As everyone knew, now, Li Yaoyaoâs cultivation was wasted. She was a complete waste material, just like Su Luo back then.
But the current Su Luo was a ninth-ranked expert ah, ninth rank!
In this continent, she could absolutely walk sideways.
His precious sonâs eyes were still good after all. Back then, nobody was optimistic about Su Luo. Only his gaze was all-seeing, like bright pearls. Otherwise, such a great daughter-in-law would have been forcibly broken off by him.
Emperor Jingâs heartâs nature was very strong, at this moment, he completely forgot how difficult he made it for Su Luo back then. On the contrary, now, he looked down upon Li Yaoyao.
On the stage, the drawing of lots still continued.
Dongfang Xuan drew first, and got the number four.
The second to come up was Li Aochen.
At this time, everyoneâs gaze was on Li Aochen.
If Li Aochen could draw the number one, then a very interesting thing would happen.
At that time, it didnât matter if Su Luo and Nangong Liuyun drew number two or three, they wouldnât be able to avoid fighting against each other. If it really went like this, it would become internal discord.
When Li Aochen opened the lot, his pitch-black as ink eyes shone. Soon after, his lips curled into a bloodthirsty smirk as he looked at Su Luo.
Su Luoâs heart also relaxed a little.
Apparently, Li Aochen didnât draw Dongfang Xuan or Nangong Liuyun, otherwise, his expression wouldnât be this joyful.
âNumber three.â Li Aochen took a step back and said in a clear voice.
âNumber three! Li Aochen is number three!â
Donât know who yelled out loud, but immediately, the whole audience was in an uproar.
âSu Luoâs luck is really good, this time, she doesnât have to fight His Highness Prince Jin.â
âThe drawing isnât finished yet, who knows how her luck is going to be? Among these four people, everyone is stronger than her, no matter who she draws, sheâll lose.â
âIndeed, maybe sheâll pick Dongfang Xuan next.â
âIf Su Luo draw Li Aochen, she might still have a slight chance to win, but if she draws Dongfang Xuan... want to win? Donât even think about it!â
At this time, the audience was discussing this spiritedly.
Moreover, what they were saying werenât too far off, not very different from what Su Luo was thinking.
âFor the sake of fairness, you go first.â Su Luo gave Nangong Liuyun a push.
Nangong Liuyun pinched her small hand, nodded his head, and then stepped towards the table.
Now, the whole audience was holding their breaths, quietly waiting for the result.
Because the outcome of the draw very likely represented the outcomes and rankings of the following battles.
Nangong Liuyunâs hand was slender and fair, without any blemishes.
Now, only two lots remained on the mahogany tray, one on the left and one on the right, nobody could see the numbers on the lotâs surfaces below
Grandmaster Rong Yunâs eyes were half-narrowed, he took a glance at Nangong Liuyun with raised eyebrows, then turned to look forward.