In an instant, Yun Qingwan felt all sorts of strange gazes focus on her.
Mockery, jeers, disdain, contempt, and sympathy; she could imagine them all without having to look.
She lightly bit her lower lip, lowered her head, and walked forward.
Below, many people began to discuss.
"Tianlan Sect's Yun Qingwan is really going to participate in the test!"
"What level do you think she'll reach?"
"Haha... what level? It would be good enough if she reaches Yellow Grade Junior!"
...
Wu Danhong, just ahead of Yun Qingwan, turned around.
"Hmph, if I were you, I'd turn around and leave to avoid embarrassing myself!"
Wu Danhong glanced at Yun Qingwan with disdain, ridiculing her.
Jia Fucheng, with arms crossed over his chest, watched the spectacle with amusement, while Gao Chengpeng looked somewhat displeased, saying coldly, "This woman, wait until this Young Master gets her, she'll regret it and be humiliated!"
