and worked hard for his dream, for her, one day he would succeed."...until that day.”At this point, he suddenly stopped, even though his usually upright figure had remained steadfast even when facing...Lan Buzi stood beside the competition stage, her face grim. She didn't go to the rest room today; she didn't want to see that person at all, let alone talk to him. 。For some reason, she, who was always very well-mannered, would lose control of her temper whenever she faced that person. 。

Lan Buzi cursed someone viciously in his heart.

"Achoo!" In the resting area, Tang Wulin sneezed and rubbed his nose helplessly, looking out. 。This is someone cursing themselves! When one's spiritual cultivation reaches a certain level, they will have a sort of subconscious awareness of things related to themselves. 。The Thousand-Year Terrace Pavilion was sitting on a sofa across from him, much farther away, with his eyes closed in meditation. 。't know the full extent of the Abyssal Plane's power. 。“You’re taking on too much. When will you give yourself a break” Tang Wulin smiled faintly. “No, it’s fine! I don’t feel tired.” 。Perhaps this is...