By the time everyone came to their senses, the ink pot Sister He Qing held in her hand had inexplicably transformed into wisps of black smoke, rising into the air, leaving no trace behind.
Ning Rui was agape, actually, he hadn't seen anything impressive today, was that it?
He opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, but in the end, it was Gu Rongan who was more forthright, directly asking, "Is it over? Are we all done here?"
Sister He Qing took a deep breath, calming the Spiritual Power that was still surging wildly within her, before looking at him, curiously asking, "Wasn't that finished?"
She had certainly put forth a great deal of effort today. Now seeing the somewhat unfulfilled look in everyone's eyes, she paused for a moment before realizing—
"You guys, were you thinking you're watching a movie?"
