An Xiaoran was agitated, and a warm hue crept up her barely covered body, making it even more enticing.
However, Lin Jie did not even glance at her body as he raised his brows and bellowed, "City of Light's citizens have always pursued a simple, elegant, and minimalist lifestyle. How can you host the final tournament when you are clad so scantily? Just looking at your attire, you are not qualified to be the host, get lost!"
"You! Enough, you are not the NPC, how can you kick me out? What power do you have?" An Xiaoran pieced out her sentences calmly as a reporter should be adaptable in any situation. Her current state was pitiful! As long as an NPC said anything to help her - just one line - she would be able to announce the start of the competition by using that line.
