"Okay, we'll forgive you since you sincerely admit your mistake," Leng Ruoxue said with a smile.
"Alas! Are you two planning to participate in the competition like this?" Lan Ming sighed helplessly.
"What? Is there something wrong?" Leng Ruoxue pretended to be stupid.
"Of course it's inappropriate. If you go with these faces, you'll be laughing stocks," Lan Ming said honestly. Mystics were favored by heaven and earth, and they had absorbed so much spiritual energy day and night to undergo the baptism of heaven and earth. Therefore, basically all mystics were handsome men and beautiful women. There were almost none who were as ugly as Leng Ruoxue and the others. So he knew what kind of mockery they would receive without even thinking about it.
"President Lan, do you want to tell me that the competition held by the Mystic Association is a beauty pageant?" Leng Ruoxue asked doubtfully.
