The young man didn't notice the mockery in the old woman's eyes. He was pleased with himself for chasing away song qingxiao and taking the position.
No one spoke. The young man pulled the tie on his collar, which was already loose. Just as he was about to open his mouth, the figure of the participant appeared in the trial space again. The moment the person stepped forward, he saw song qingxiao's figure and subconsciously took a step away. His figure turned into an afterimage and dodged.
This person was very fast. Song qingxiao looked up and saw that it was number seven. She was a young and beautiful girl, about 18 or 19 years old. After she steadied herself, she wrinkled her nose and snorted coldly, probably because song qingxiao had blocked her way and exposed some of her secrets.
After No. 7 entered, she did the same as the young man before her. She looked around and found no place for her. She chose a seat about a meter away from song Qing and sat down cross-legged.
