Chapter 109: Grandpa, Not to Be Messed With!

Someone let out a low shout, realizing that the person was Ling Shaoyang!

He was lazy all over, exuding waves of evil aura, his whole body radiating a "Grandpa is not to be messed with" vibe.

Everyone originally wanted to say something, but recalling this Grandfather's past "great achievements", the words at the tip of their tongues were swallowed back.

Ye Huanhuan could hardly believe her ears, her pupils narrowed sharply, and she hurriedly said, "Crown Prince Ling, aren't you not participating?"

She had boldly claimed that the first place this year was a certainty, on the condition that Ling Shaoyang withdrew. Otherwise, with Ling Shaoyang's ability, she was absolutely no match!

But now, the Ling Shaoyang who had originally withdrawn is actually going to compete again.

On the viewing platform, Gu Huanghou, dressed in a phoenix robe, barely furrowed her brows.

Ye Huanhuan is now her designated daughter‑in‑law, the future Crown Princess, so she would naturally protect her.

"Crown Prince Ling, the competition has now entered the Second Round; your participation now seems inappropriate, right? Moreover, everyone can see your ability, so whether you take first place or not doesn't matter."

These words already acknowledge Ling Shaoyang's ability, hoping he'll quit while he's ahead.

The Empress spoke, and many people hurried to advise against it.

But is Ling Shaoyang really that easy to dismiss?

Since he's known as one of the three oddities of Xiliang City, a capital bully that countless young nobles avoid, he truly doesn't regard the Empress at all!

"First place, no need for the preliminaries!"

Ling Shaoyang turned his face aside and said lightly.

Gu Huanghou's expression darkened.

She had heard His Majesty say this before; how could she not know?

She had already given such an obvious hint for Ling Shaoyang to give up this year's Archery Competition; does he truly not understand, or is it deliberate?

However, considering Ling Shaoyang is backed by Ling Guo Fu, Gu Huanghou twitched her eyelid, forced a thin smile and said, "Since Crown Prince Ling insists on participating, be my guest!"

Ling Shaoyang said nothing more, picked up the bow and arrows from the ground, strode to the shooting line, and after a series of moves—Cloud‑Flow Shooting—left everyone speechless.

As the genius archer who has held the top spot five times in a row, Ling Shaoyang's skill is, of course, evident to all.

Each arrow he shot darkened Ye Huanhuan's face for a moment.

After he finished the multi‑arrow segment, Ye Huanhuan realized she had no chance with the top spot.

Ye Huanhuan's hair stood on end; just now Ye Sisi had bragged how confident she was about securing the top spot, and now she felt equally embarrassed.

Her hand in her sleeve clenched into a fist, nails digging into flesh, blood oozing, a silver tooth almost cracked.

She had intended to seize this chance to shine brilliantly, paving the way for her Crown Princess status.

But who knew Ling Shaoyang would come back halfway and kill!

It really made him furious!

"This Evil Star, why don't you just die?"

Sure enough, Ling Shaoyang's Cloud‑Flow Shooting was swift and highly efficient, almost Hundred Shots, Hundred Hits!

Undoubtedly, his score surpassed Ye Huanhuan's, and with absolute advantage he became the First of the Second Round!

Dongfang Qingxuan sat there, his complexion also very unpleasant.

He had deliberately withdrawn this year, aiming to benefit Ye Huanhuan, but didn't expect Ling Shaoyang to flip‑flop. In previous years he was only slightly behind Ling Shaoyang; now, he couldn't do anything about him!

Everyone thought that once Ling Shaoyang took first place he would settle down, but instead he pointed the end of his bow at…

Ye Qingran!

"Ye Qingran, I challenge you!"

When those words were spoken, everyone was stunned, then after reacting, they showed an intrigued expression.

They didn't expect that after all the twists and turns, Ye Qingran still couldn't escape the fate of being onstage and abused!

Even the extremely frustrated Ye Huanhuan's eyes lit up upon hearing that.

She didn't get first place, but seeing Ye Qingran make a fool of herself was fine. Moreover, as long as Ye Qingran's score was lower than hers, she would have to kneel and bow to everyone in apology!

"Haha, that's hilarious, I thought Ye Qingran could dodge disaster today, but it turns out she can't escape it!"

"Ye Qingran, that useless thing, how can she be a match for Crown Prince Ling? I think she's unlucky to have been targeted by Crown Prince Ling!"

"I recall, it must be because at the last Crown Prince's Welcome Banquet, Ye Qingran insisted on sitting beside Crown Prince Ling, and Crown Prince Ling is taking revenge!"

"There's a good show to watch, let's see how Crown Prince Ling torments Ye Qingran!"

……

Ye Qingran also hadn't expected that the one who finally challenged her would be Ling Shaoyang.

She lightly raised her dark eyebrows, her gaze slightly surprised as she surveyed the somewhat decadent youth not far away.

One must admit, Ling Shaoyang is a strikingly delicate and graceful young man, but his overly morbid aura and pervasive evil energy give him a very unapproachable look, deterring many.

Ye Qingran shrugged, gave Ling Shaoyang a thumbs‑up, praising, "Crown Prince Ling really has an eye, knowing among all these people I'm the only one who's your opponent!"

The crowd: "……"

Who exactly gave her that confidence?

Yun Sui Feng?

Who is Ling Shaoyang? The genius archer who has held the Archery Competition title five times!

Even His Majesty today praises his extraordinary talent, calling him a once‑in‑a‑century genius, and the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect has even extended an olive branch to him…

When Ye Qingran approached Ling Shaoyang, she said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Crown Prince Ling, you challenge me—could it be because of what happened last time?"

Ling Shaoyang's expression darkened.

"I never asked your grandpa for a petty report; why are you still holding a grudge?"

A slight crack appeared in Ling Shaoyang's decadent expression.

"How about this: if you beat me, I'll personally visit Ling Guo Fu to apologize; if you lose, become my disciple, and I'll teach you archery."

Ling Shaoyang slightly opened his eyes; his decadent expression cracked momentarily, wondering where this woman's confidence came from.

What? Crown Prince Ling wouldn't be afraid, would he?

Good!

Ling Shaoyang's face was cold, his brows furrowed; after a long silence, he finally uttered a single word in a low voice.

Ye Qingran curled her lips into a smile, a flash of cunning flickering in the depths of her eyes.

Kid, taking me on? You're still too green! After all, even your grandfather, that old coot, isn't a match for me!

Not far away, the unremarkable-looking Wuhen observed Ye Qingran's appearance; in his deep, abyss-like eyes, a glint of light flashed and vanished, unseen by anyone.

Ye Qingran, what are you standing there for? Could it be that you're scared?

Dongfang Ling'er urged.

Ye Qingran ignored Dongfang Ling'er, looked around, and asked, "Can anyone lend me a bow and arrow for a moment? Thanks!"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Ye Qingran with undisguised contempt.

What could someone without even a bow of their own possibly achieve, even if they knew archery?

Ye Qingran ignored the cold glances around her; three seconds after her words fell silent, a strong gust swept in. She looked up and saw a bow with a quiver flying toward her. Following the trajectory, she realized it was none other than the unremarkable-looking Wuhen!

"Thanks!" Ye Qingran thanked loudly.

She raised her hand and caught the bow and arrow that had reached her eye level.

Both the bow and the arrows were utterly ordinary, just like him.

Wuhen merely gave a slight nod.

For a moment, Ye Qingran sensed that this person faintly bore an air of nobility.

Upon closer look, he was as plain as Green Stone.

Was it an illusion?