Chapter 170: Racing with Trash Chapter 170: Racing with Trash He exhaled through his nose.

“Fine.” His gaze flickered to Nnenna.

“You may compete, but first, you must ask your brother for permission.” Nnenna froze.

Somto, still seated lazily on his horse, raised a brow at her, waiting.

“You heard Father.

Call me ‘Big Brother,’ and I’ll let you race.” His request seemed normal but only Nnenna, Arthur, Carl and Somto knew that it wasn’t.

They all knew that for some reason Nnenna didn’t like coming close to Somto talk less of calling him big brother.

“Nope, I doubt she will do it,” Carl whispered to Arthur.

Nnenna clenched her fists.

She hated this.

Hated that Somto was making her do this unwillingly and in front of everyone.

But she lifted her chin.

“Big Brother.” A hush fell over the stand where Arthur and Carl was.

Somto chuckled, clearly enjoying himself.

“See?

That wasn’t so hard, was it?” Nnenna exhaled sharply before bowing her head slightly.

“I apologize for taking your moment.” Somto threw his head back and laughed.

A real, amused laugh.

“Moment?

Nnenna, I don’t compete with trash.” Nnenna “…” Carl ^.^ Arthur “showoff” The crowd “…” The air in the arena shifted.

A stunned silence followed his words before an eruption of murmurs and gasps filled the stands.

“Did he just—?” “Did Somto just call Minjun trash?” Minjun’s smirk vanished instantly.

His fingers twitched on the reins, eyes narrowing dangerously.

The crowd’s reaction flipped.

The same people who had been mocking Nnenna seconds ago now whispered among themselves, suddenly unsure.

“Wait… does Somto think Minjun isn’t even worth competing against?” “Then what about Nnenna?

Does that mean—?” Minjun’s expression darkened, his jaw tightening.

He had spent years carefully cultivating his reputation, maneuvering his way into the good graces of the most powerful people in the kingdoms.

And now, in a single moment, Somto had dismissed him like a joke.

Humiliated him.

curled into a tight

“Interesting.

so arrogant.” Somto

I didn’t realize Dixan’s first prince was so sensitive.” Minjun “…” Minjun’s eye

stepped forward,

her horse,

before coming

just walked away from the track like he didn’t even hear him, which infuriated Minjun

match was about to

Hooves thundered against the

forward, kicking up a cloud of dust as they raced neck and

it seemed

precision, its movements

horse, however, was

pulled slightly ahead, her body moving effortlessly with her horse, as

fingers tightened

This couldn’t be happening.

to let a princess

in front

curled into a confident

didn’t matter if she was really better than him, in fact, he

all means and

He thought with a smile stuck

the crowd, a hidden

invisible dart

a faint

would only

didn’t need to

He had already won.

The dart flew.

Straight for Nnenna’s horse.

the very

of her wrist, a slight shift in her horse’s

The crowd didn’t notice.

But Minjun did.

His heartbeat spiked.

She knew.

didn’t look

She didn’t smirk.

She didn’t say anything.

She simply raced forward.

a storm that couldn’t

Minjun clenched his teeth.

Fine.

Plan B.

he couldn’t cheat,

the side, trying

But she adjusted perfectly.

from another

did she predict that?!” “Minjun’s tricks

Even the queens

Minjun’s father looked furious.

crowd was now

screaming in

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