Looking at the two mountains in front of him that had been blasted away, feeling the warmth at the gap still lingering as the mountain wind blew over his head, the once scornful and provocative gazes in the crowd gradually disappeared, turning into intense admiration and unwillingness.
"Pfft! Bah," Gu Shenghui, standing on the podium, spat out the dirt that had blown into his mouth, and whispered to Mei Simiao beside him while staring at Pei Yan, who was sitting at the front of the podium, "Didn't he say he wouldn't show off? He's practically flying to the heavens now."
"Isn't this the effect you wanted?" Mei Simiao said with a half-smile.
Now Pei Yan, sitting at the front, had completely let loose, slapping his knee and shouting loudly at the team members standing in front of him again, "Do you have any other questions?"
