“Your willpower is also weak. In fact, it might just be the weakest one so far.”
Xi Shen said as he dismissively waved his hand at the female disciple who was barely thirty-five meters away from the line.
That disciple was glad that she didn’t have to join Xi Shen's Faction, but from the way he had just spoken and dismissively waved her away, she couldn’t help but feel slighted.
Glaring in Xi Shen’s direction, that female disciple who was quite well endowed in her assets, so much so it was bulging from her blue robes, turned and left the stage.
Seeing this, several disciples in the crowd below let out agonizing moans as they lost their bets.
A disciple who had on a grin and had obviously made an opposite bet spoke to the ones that have lost.
“You people should have known that the second prince would win!”