The ninth prince sighed. "Unfortunately, the winner every year is the crown prince."

"Don't worry. You'll be the victor this time."

According to the ninth prince, there was no need to hand over the entire lifeform as proof that it had been hunted; only the head was enough.

Zhang Lie's lips curled up in a smile. In that case, he would be able to fill up essentially all his gene fragments during this hunt.

"Master, my father wants to meet you during the hunt. Will that be alright with you?"

"Very well."

The ninth prince nodded.

Zhang Lie put both hands behind his head and leaned back. "I have to say, your quarters are the worst ones in the palace. I suppose I'll have to make do for a few days, just in case anything...