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Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Wang Shouzhe flew back to the small courtyard with Liu Ruolan in his arms.
In that instant, his image seemed to be shrouded in a layer of holy light in the eyes of the spectators, appearing exceptionally majestic.
"This... this is too unscientific." Emperor Longchang's eyes widened like copper bells, "What tricks did that kid Shouzhe use?"
The Wang Family School has always emphasized science, naturally influencing Emperor Longchang.
Jiang Zhencang was even more annoyed.
If only he had known, he would have wagered his entire fortune against Longchang.
However, his frustration soon dissipated.
Even if he won the bet, so what? That old Longchang is now too poor, poorer than himself, Jiang Zhencang. Even if he won alone, that old fellow probably couldn't pay up.
In another courtyard by the lake, Wang Ningxi and his uncle Wang Fugui gaped at each other, feeling as if their worldview had collapsed.
