"Snap!"
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the man in the black robe set down his brush. He picked up his exam paper from the table, lightly blew the ink dry, and walked toward the three judges.
Elder He put his exam paper aside and glanced at the not yet fully burnt incense before speaking indistinctly, "There's only one-tenth of the time left. I hope everyone can pick up the pace. If you don't hand in your paper when time is up, you'll be eliminated."
What could one accomplish in one-tenth of the time?
Some people couldn't help but break out in cold sweat, yet Mu Ruyue remained calm and composed as she wrote her words, as if she hadn't heard anything.
"Could it be that I was wrong?" Elder Huo frowned. "'All these are but basic knowledge, and yet she needs so much time? Could it be that she's not the dark horse of this competition? Perhaps the Slumber Mist was just a fluke."
