"It seems Sister Yan can no longer suppress her urge to make a move on him?"
"May I have everyone's attention, please."
At this moment, Mu Qianning, who stood in the center of the stage, finally spoke. Her voice was melodic and pleasant, yet carried a cold, unapproachable aloofness. Her expression was even colder, seemingly weary of the world. She swept her gaze across the members of the various sects below, feeling that not a single face was worth remembering. On the contrary, she felt a sense of disgust at the lecherous expressions worn by so many.
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