If he chose the wrong one this time, it would be very difficult to go out again in the future.
However, when the old man disciplined his son, he didn't dare to refute, so he only answered sullenly.
‘Hmm.'
Seeing his appearance, Mike thought about it and still hinted.
‘Reinhardt, you have to believe in your own choice, the end is already predetermined, His Highness the Nineteenth will succeed.'
While saying this, he signalled Reinhardt to look towards the Grand Duke of the Southern Realm, Milo Azeba.
Reinhardt quietly raised his eyes, only to see Mai Luo Azeba standing calmly not far from them, as if he had already known the outcome.
Reinhardt could not help but calm down.
Inside the palace.
After contemplating for a while, the fifteenth prince was the first to reply.
‘Great Sage,
