Weng Ting stared at Sikong Jing, her pretty eyebrows knitted tightly, a trace of impatience flashed in her eyes.
She even showed a look of disgust towards Sikong Jing, not because she disliked his prior hogging of the limelight, but because him stepping up to challenge at this moment indeed seemed like he was being disruptive.
Clearly impossible, yet he insisted on stepping forward, just to disgust Wan Tonghui for no reason.
He might as well hurry home to cultivate and find ways to actually improve himself... Weng Ting thought Sikong Jing was not a humble person and didn't know how to keep his feet on the ground.
However, since she had said it, she naturally had to agree, so Weng Ting replied: "Yes, go ahead and make your move."
The corners of everyone's mouths twitched repeatedly, angry at the waste of time.
