One of the room doors was tightly shut, it was obvious it belonged to Jun Ning. The other door remained open, showing a small figure moving in and out, busily carrying items with no one helping him.
The distance was too far, so the Crown Prince couldn't clearly see the person's face. However, he could guess the person's identity.
It must be the Ninth Prince of Bei Xia!
From the looks of the Ninth Prince's room, it seemed almost filled.
As for Jun Ning's room?
It was daylight already, yet the door remained shut?
No doubt, there was nothing inside, completely empty.
The Crown Prince clenched his fist, frustrated, "My dear sister, even if you think you can't beat that Ninth Prince this round and will lose, at least make an effort. Even if you lose, it'll sound better when people talk. Just simply giving up like this... what's that about!"
"What's it about? Obviously giving up on oneself!"
A voice suddenly sounded from behind the Crown Prince.
