These words were a clear rejection of Ruiyue's request.
The expression on Young Miss Ruiyue's face, a lady from a prestigious family, instantly soured.
She pursed her lips, her gaze sweeping coldly over Bobo Man and Han Ning before finally settling on Irena, who was still eating and drinking. Without another word, she turned and left.
"Gulp… Was I too harsh? What if Ruiyue causes trouble for you all during the trial?"
Watching Ruiyue's indignant, retreating figure, Bobo Man plopped down onto the floor, his voice full of worry.
"Don't blame yourself, Your Highness Prince Bobo Man. Do you really think she'd give up on trying to defeat me again, even if you hadn't said that?"
Irena snorted. She set down her utensils, her previously relaxed expression gone.
"I'm confident I can beat her. What worries me is that she might find others to help her, just to sabotage Han Ning's performance in the trial."
Han Ning, sitting at the square table, remained silent.
