Three minutes later, Li Xuan reluctantly walked to the front of the steps. Jiang Hanyun was giving him a sidelong glance on the side: "Why are you so anxious? All you need to do is try. There are so many elders here, no one will laugh at you even if you lose."
"Xiaowei is correct." Ma Chenggong clasped his hands in front of his chest with a stern face, desperately trying to hide his bitterness: "Qianzhi, you've done many shameless things, aren't you afraid that this beast will reveal your secrets? This is called fighting poison with poison!"
His logic is that for someone who is inherently depraved and doesn't care about face, the privacy attacks of Tingtian Ao naturally amount to nothing.
Li Xuan's lips twitched, but he stepped up and stood on the first step with a thick skin.
He had already decided that once 'Tingtian Ao' started talking about him being a time-traveler, he would immediately retreat.
