But Mistress Tender Flower had no intention of allowing Daoist Chu to focus.
She leaned forward, resting her withered cheek on her palm. "This move of yours is quite bold. I like bold men."
Daoist Chu's hand shook.
She giggled. "Oh, your fingers are trembling. Do you tremble like that when you hold hands too?"
Daoist Chu almost dropped his piece.
From the spectators area, Cattaleya was already pounding her fist on the floor, unable to breathe due to laughter. If not for the fact that there was a soul isolating barrier that didn't let outside sounds disturb the competitors, her actions would have caused quite a bit of ruckus.
And it wasn't jut Cattaleya either. Meng Bai and Elyon had given up and were laughing silently, clutching their stomachs. Lin Mu remained stunned, his expression frozen somewhere between disbelief and horror.
