Ms. Aixueli truly felt sweat soaking her back.
She looked at Lister as if he were a demon, watching him intently.
Waving his magic wand with a solemn, serious, and sacred expression, he resembled a mythological Water God or a deep-sea mermaid stirring up the tides, his light purple tailcoat fluttering in midair, his long hair swaying in the warm sun of early winter, dancing slowly with the surrounding water elements.
The audience in the stands, seeing Lister's grandiosity, all exhibited looks of admiration.
He truly deserved to be the second man most wanted as a friend by readers of Seaside Morning News, with just that abstinent-looking face, he oozed charisma.
However, why did those dancing water elements seem to have a faint yellow tinge?
It must be the reflection of the sunlight.
They thought to themselves.
This damned nerdy glass-wearer, I absolutely must not let his magic conclude!
Absolutely not!
