Xue Wei clearly also noticed Xue Feng's distraction. He sneered as he approached Xue Feng and quietly mocked, "What? Are you scared? Even if it's a celestial phenomenon, what can it change? Your fate today is already sealed."
His voice was full of disdain and triumph, as if he completely disregarded Xue Feng.
Xue Feng did not respond. He just cast a deep look at Xue Wei, a trace of cold light flashing in his eyes.
The Family Head frowned, a hint of displeasure flickering in his eyes.
He looked at Xue Wei and Xue Feng on the stage and said coldly, "Continue the competition, don't get distracted by unexpected occurrences."
The Elder sitting next to the Family Head hurriedly echoed, "That's right, the election competition is very important, we can't be delayed by accidents. Xue Wei, Xue Feng, continue with the competition."
Above Xue Zhao's residence.
Dark clouds churned, thunder rumbled, as if the heavens and earth were trembling.
