The Spirit Language of the three Divine Beasts cannot be heard by mortals.
Yet Zuzi's lazy chuckle, "Ancestors came to watch the playbook," is enough to astonish everyone.
Many students around glanced over: What the heck, in such a deep and fiery competition, there's actually someone treating it like a mere play for entertainment? Doesn't she know that right now, in the fight for first place, even instructors are arguing with judges, and there are all sorts of internal disagreements among the judges, creating a tense atmosphere!
Bian Xiaohong was uncertain and suspicious; she knew Zuzi wouldn't just say things carelessly. What play is she here to watch, surely aiming to scheme for her Crown Medal.
She pursed her lips and tentatively said, "Zuzi, you are late, although I tried hard to get you an excuse, I'm afraid the competition rules will still deduct your points. As the team leader, I've tried my best. Perhaps you should think about where else you could put in effort..."
