htly, the seven-colored halo flickered for a moment before it began to merge from between her brows. After a long time, she fell silent again.The moonlight was still bright, the soft glow around Nala...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. 。ion 1: Literal Translation***420/9763690This is the most direct translation and keeps the original meaning intact.**Option 2: More Natural English***Ratio: 420/9763690This makes the text more grammati...