Chapter 147: The Biggest Winner

But, the result of this attempt was still the same.

The Holy Sword had no movement; it simply did not appear.

How will such a problem turn out?

Perhaps it's just because the distance is too great, so the Holy Sword cannot be sensed.

Zhou Tian's heart kept soothing himself.

But he still felt uneasy in his heart.

Nowadays, such a matter truly makes him uneasy.

This autumn hunt cannot be considered over.

As for the Beast King matter, there was nothing else to do but give it up.

Although they could not obtain the young beast, they still had to go hunting; securing first place was what mattered most.

Lin Qingyue's words, Zhou Tian remembered them crystal clearly.

Only by securing first place could he have a chance to obtain Lin Qingyue, which would be enough to resolve this matter.

Yang Jun obtained the Holy Sword, hiding a young beast in his bosom.

This thing should have had its medicinal potency expire, and it woke up.

Yang Jun also felt extremely shocked about this matter.

After all, the dosage he administered was enough to drug even a tiger.

But such a tiny young beast, after taking the drug, actually fell asleep for less than an hour!

Yang Jun's current attire was so different, ragged and tattered, that the guards outside the Royal Hunting Grounds momentarily failed to recognize him.

But just as they were about to shout a reprimand, they discovered it was actually Yang Jun.

"Greetings, Your Highness the Heir Apparent."

"His Majesty and the Prince are drinking."

The guards hurriedly led the way, bringing Yang Jun over.

However, Yang Jun's outfit really made people feel curious.

As the guards walked, they couldn't help but size up Yang Jun.

Yun Fengyun and Yang Ye were drinking; Yang Jun's appearance startled the old-timers left behind enjoying blessings.

After all, at this time, the young talents should be out hunting, yet Yang Jun actually appeared here.

Moreover, it was also because of his clothing that everyone felt curious.

"Heir Apparent, what have you been up to?"

"Is this hunting? Or were you hunted instead?"

"What, what is this? The Heir Apparent's game?"

"Oh, is this a cat? It looks oddly cute."

"Mm, Your Highness the Heir Apparent really is in high spirits."

The old-timers all spoke up, mocking Yang Jun.

Nowadays, the young talents are in groups of three or five, each busy with their own affairs.

Yet this Yang Jun actually appeared here alone, with a leisurely air.

There seemed to be a harvest, except it was just a small cat that looked somewhat strange.

It would be strange if they weren't mocking this situation.

This is a hunting ground; even if Prince Pingxi were overly protective of his offspring and incredibly formidable, he wouldn't get angry in such a situation.

If Prince Pingxi were a mighty lion that shakes the four directions, then Yang Jun before us would be merely a little kitten.

Exactly, just like the little kitten he's currently carrying, they're practically identical.

Yang Jun didn't get angry either; after all, whether there was a harvest or not, only he knew.

Now, I have a great treasure on me; who says I must show it off?

Returning home in brocade is not what I want to do.

Whether it brings benefit is what I should consider most.

What I should be clearest about is staying low-key, just enduring.

Properly protecting oneself is what matters most.

Allowing oneself to develop and improve—these are the most basic things.

It's merely an autumn hunt; it's not worth doing anything.

Precisely for this reason, such things truly need not be considered.

"Husband."

Yun Xi Yue ran over, her face full of worry.

She pulled him and gave him a thorough check; finally she confirmed clearly that Yang Jun had no injuries.

And upon seeing the white cat, Yun Xi Yue was also very happy.

Yang Jun and Yun Xi Yue sat together, utterly silent.

Anyway, the things I wanted to do have all been completely finished.

Then, the rest of the matters are unimportant.

The old-timers nearby mocked Yang Jun a bit, but got no response.

Saying more would be pointless.

So they lost interest as well.

Yun Fengyun and Yang Ye, the two of them, merely glanced at Yang Jun.

Anyway, there's no need to worry about these things now.

At least for now, Yang Jun has food and drink where he sits, and the Princess is keeping him company; this enjoyment is already enough.

Here the scenery is peaceful and pleasant, while over there the talented youths have all launched a frenzied hunt.

As evening approaches, everyone is striving to finish everything before it gets dark.

With this idea, and the response to these matters.

The measures that need to be taken are still very simple.

Desperate hunting is the most important thing.

Zhou Tian has lost his Holy Sword; his heart still burns with anger.

Perfect—he can fully vent his rage on these wild beasts.

Even his senior sister has betrayed him and defected to Yang Jun.

That bastard Yang Jun snatched half of the Holy Sword.

Moreover, his senior sister helped Yang Jun and defeated him in front of everyone.

What's hardest to bear is that Yang Jun stole his position as Prince Consort.

Now his Holy Sword has disappeared again.

One thing after another piles up, making Zhou Tian's heart surge with fury.

These indignant feelings quickly change at this moment.

Soon it turns completely into killing intent; every ferocious beast Zhou Tian encounters gets no good outcome.

They all keep falling as Zhou Tian's killing intent persists.

Finally, the sky grows dark.

With the bell ringing from the temporary palace, the hunt ends.

Everyone must leave the hunting grounds and begin counting the spoils.

If they don't return on time, no matter how much game they have, it will all be voided and treated as nonexistent.

Thus, all the talented youths rush back.

The old-timers have rested enough too; after all, they've been drinking and making merry here, and now they're energetic, waiting to see who will come out on top today.

The winner of this round not only gets the top prize but also the greatest reward: marrying the Princess.

Everyone looks forward to this, eager to know the outcome.

Yang Jun is already here, so of course there's no hope for him.

Still, no one can see any unhappiness in Yang Jun despite that.

Zhou Tian seems to have become the greatest object of expectation at this moment.

However, some still think Yang Jun's skin is incredibly thick.

Taking part in the autumn hunt, he merely got a little monster cat, and yet feels no sense of defeat at all.

Based on that alone, it's enough to show that this brat Yang Jun is somewhat shameless, reckless, and indifferent to propriety.

Consequently, many people can't help but take another look at Yang Jun.