"Turns out you're merely a Forest Language Singer of the Ancient Tree Courtyard; I initially thought I'd encountered some notable figure."
Silver Maple Forest Guardian, evidently aware of the Moli family situation, mocked coldly, "What are you putting on airs for, a diminutive existence unwelcomed even within your own tribe?"
"Indeed, just a negligible individual, even the Forest Language Singers have declined. The mere top singer is only at a half-step Tier 7, yet here being so oblivious."
Mirror Lake Singer looked down at Moli with a detached air, "If it were me, I'd cover my face tightly so not to lose face in public!"
At this point, Mirror Lake Singer seemed to recall something, lazily adding, "Oh, I forgot, your family has no face to lose for quite some time now."
"You are merely a defeated rival from the past!"
Moli clenched her fist, a hint of anger surging in her starry eyes.
