Yang Ye took in everyone's expressions, then flashed a smile and announced, "Alright, the competition is over, everyone can disperse now, except for the judges."
At his words, the thousands of people were taken aback.
What does this mean?
Why is it ending before the results come out?
"Disappear now. It's noon, everyone should go get lunch at the dining hall," Yang Ye waved them away.
In this era, unlike modern times, the word of Yang Ye, Prince Wei, was highly respected in this class society. People might be puzzled, but no one dared to discuss it openly. With a single command from Yang Ye, thousands started moving towards the dining hall.
Qiao Xiaomai was utterly stunned. What exactly is Yang Ye planning?
Yang Ye smiled playfully as he waited for everyone to leave before turning his attention to the nine judges.
"Now that everyone's had a taste, let's start voting," he suggested, clapping his hands to beckon two guards forward.