Tiana Thorne remembered, she was the fifth.
She wasn't interested in standing here watching those people with their pompous and clumsy acting skills, especially since she was the real fox spirit.
Before the jury came out, she left early and went to the dressing room.
Since she needed to temporarily restore her identity, it naturally required some ceremony.
After some preparations, it was just the right time for her turn.
She wore a pristine long robe, walking with a noble and elegant gait, each step seemed to tread in the wind, poised and graceful, nodding slightly, her appearance obscured, but just a glimpse of her figure made one feel she was brimming with ethereal charm.
Until she walked onto the stage, one step at a time.
Director: "Action!"
