Chapter 373: The Gynophobe Crown Prince 23

After hearing this, Tang Wan quickly looked toward Zhou Zitong beside her.

One had to know that the ownership of the mecha White Tiger originally belonged to the imperial family.

Unfortunately, not a single person in the imperial family had been able to gain White Tiger's recognition and operate it, so it had remained dormant in an imperial warehouse.

That was until Yan Hancheng's original mecha was destroyed in a battle. Zhou Zitong's love-struck parents had casually given the Empire's strongest weapon to Yan Hancheng.

And Yan Hancheng had successfully gained White Tiger's recognition and obtained it.

By the time Tang's father found out and wanted to stop it, it was already too late.

……

At this moment, however, there was practically no expression on Zhou Zitong's face.

Whether he was truly as calm as he appeared was something only he himself knew.

Still, seeing his indifferent expression, Tang Wan bumped his arm, then leaned close to his ear amid the surrounding noise and said, “Tongtong, don't envy him. I'll build you an even cooler mecha than this one in the future!”

Little Cutie had plenty of mecha-building technology. As long as she studied hard and mastered all of it, she would definitely be able to build him a mecha even better than White Tiger!

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zitong froze.

The next moment, he looked at Tang Wan's bright eyes, smiled slightly, and nodded. “Okay.”

In his heart, however, he was thinking: I don't need any mecha. As long as you can stay by my side, that's enough.

……

A dozen or so seconds later, Yan Hancheng's deep, resonant voice rang out around them. “I now announce that the 998th New Student Exhibition Competition of the Imperial Military Academy officially begins!”

“Ahhh! General Yan, I love you!”

After Yan Hancheng's voice fell, countless screams immediately erupted throughout the venue.

Seeing this, Zhou Zitong simply sat there quietly.

He wasn't stupid, so he could see Yan Hancheng's ambition.

But originally, he had never cared who would seize the throne one day.

After all, someone as solitary as him probably wouldn't have many people supporting him even if he inherited the throne.

But now, he no longer thought that way.

Forget everything else. The mere fact that becoming Emperor would allow him to have Tang Wan was already enough to tempt him.

Although same-sex marriage was already legal, it was not permitted within the imperial family.

But if he became Emperor, no one would be able to stop him.

After stealing a quick glance at Tang Wan beside him, Zhou Zitong lowered his lashes, concealing the possessiveness that flashed briefly in his eyes.

……

Soon, Yan Hancheng left amid a wave of cheers, and immediately afterward, the mecha competition officially began.

More than half an hour later, it was Zhou Zitong's turn to take the stage.

“Good luck, Tongtong!” Tang Wan clenched her fist and cheered him on.

Zhou Zitong hummed in acknowledgment, then stood and left his seat.

Not long afterward, a black mecha entered the arena.

When the participating student's name appeared on the large screen, the students all looked surprised.

“Is that the Crown Prince? He entered the mecha competition too?”

“I've never heard that the Crown Prince knows how to pilot a mecha. Isn't he in the Combat Command Department?” the students whispered among themselves.

But soon, they were drawn to the match taking place in the arena.

They saw Zhou Zitong operating the black mecha as it moved through the air with smooth, rapid motions. It leaped into the air, then delivered a flying kick that directly sent the opposing mecha tumbling to the ground.

One move, and his opponent was KO'd.

In an instant, another wave of enthusiastic cheers erupted from the venue.

Seeing this, the new students from the Combat Command Department immediately shouted excitedly, “Long live the Crown Prince!”

As their cry rang out, the other students couldn't help joining in, shouting as well, “Long live the Crown Prince!”

……

Inside the mecha, Zhou Zitong heard the enthusiastic cheers from outside and narrowed his eyes slightly before glancing toward the direction where Yan Hancheng was sitting.

You want the throne?

Then come and fight!