Two guards unfolded a gigantic map before the king of the realm, who sent a brush flying toward where the ninth prince stood. 

"Circle whatever patch of land you want." The king of the realm had no qualms about the ninth prince's decision; in some sense, this meant that he approved of the fact that the ninth prince was seemingly declaring his intent to drop out of the battle for succession.

The king of the realm declared, "Except  for the capital and its surroundings, you can have any piece of land you want."

The ninth prince lifted the brush and circled a patch of land without any hesitation. Again, this was something he had planned with Zhang Lie in advance. The land was exactly where the wormhole that led to the alcohol tribe's world was.

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