The Anarchic Consort [ Chapter 1 - 199 ]

Chapter 162: Third Prince Clearly Jealous

On this side, Nangong Lie was earnestly trying to lose on purpose. He clearly already knew the answer, yet didn’t start writing.

On the other side, the Fine Compound’s fellow student looked immensely pleased with himself and seemed to be saying this kind of level simply wasn’t worth his time.

And the students who already won the Fine Compound, disdainfully watched this scene. “What did I say, they’re merely lucky.”

Yuan Ling Xuan lazily yawned. “We don’t need to continue watching anymore, I’m taking a nap. Call me when it’s over.”

The corners of Helian Jiao Er’s mouth also curved up, and allowed her maid to support her towards the pavilion beneath the tree’s shade. In her heart, she humphed disdainfully.

Heh, the principal even shamelessly boasted, suggesting that the Superior Compound change their lineup.

Based on the current situation.

They simply wouldn’t need to compete in the third round and would’ve already won the championship.

The Inferior Compound will certainly lose to the Fine Compound, that’s a given. “No need to watch anymore, let’s also take a break.” Helian Jiao Er turned towards the maid by her side and instructed.

The maid quickly opened the oiled umbrella for her, and followed step by step behind Helian Jiao Er, fearful that her master would be exposed to the sun.

After all, today’s sun was actually quite fierce.

And someone as respected as Third Prince also really hadn’t moved around beneath such a bright sun before.

His fingers as fair as ivory were quite displeased at feeling this uncomfortable temperature. His eyebrows jumped, tone of voice lukewarm. “How much longer are you going to waste time?”

Having heard what was said, Nangong Lie smiled and seemed to unleash some crazy power, immediately flourished his writing brush and wrote the solution. His speed was impressively quick. Across from him, fellow students from the Fine Compound were dumbfounded as they watched.

What’s this? Did he get a shot of chicken blood (steroids)! ! !

“All done. I’ve won.” Nangong Lie confidently flung his long hair and changed place with Wei Wei on the stage.

Baili Jia Jue looked at him meaningfully. “You’ve won?”

“Uh-huh.” Nangong Lie didn’t like the heat, lazily sat towards the back and grabbed the collar in front of his robe to loosen it. “Wasn’t my pose especially eye-catching?”

Baili Jia Jue took a glance at him then spoke as chilly as frost. “Due to your victory, I missed the chance to confront Hei Ze, great, just great.”

Nangong Lie’s scalp became numb. “Hold on, Ah Jue, listen to me explain! You can use another method to deal with that one named Hei. Really. I can help you obtain any of his secrets.”

“Oh?” Baili Jia Jue raised his brows neither anxiously nor slowly. “For example?”

Nangong Lie’s entire face became more serious. “I have records of all of the brothels he’s visited.”

Baili Jia Jue smiled a little while extending his leg and gracefully kicked him to one side!

He shouldn’t have trusted this lunatic.

“She’s already won? The Inferior Compound won again?” The students sitting within the Fine Compound’s audience murmured in bewilderment, as if they were having a bad dream. “How’s this possible, this can’t be possible!”