On stage,
Fan Qi found himself on the defensive. He distinctly felt an invisible pressure surging from everyone in the arena, weighing down on him. He realized he had fallen into a trap...
No, I can't just follow their rhythm!
His mind raced quickly, and after a moment, he smiled and said, "How could someone capable of formulating such a plan let us know about it? Even you, a senior from Zhengyuan Hall, can't see through it. How would I know whether it's fate or man-made? However, I'm sure the senior who gifted me this ingenious idea must be someone who cares for the Little South Continent, even for the world."
