Mu Qianyue's brows furrowed slightly as Nalan Jing's voice sounded in her ear, "Wife, what are you looking at? Is he handsome?"
"No, it's just that I feel he's quite pitiful." Mu Qianyue snapped out of her trance and a faint smile appeared at the corners of her lips as she looked at Nalan Jing.
Nalan Jingzi's purple eyes were cold as ice, uttering a light snort, "Pitiful people must have detestable aspects."
After Mu Lingheng's match ended, it was Mu Rutian's turn.
Mu Rutian's opponent was a big man who had advanced to the Emperor Martial Artist realm for a year, with a tall and sturdy build, appearing very formidable.
"Hehe, this round, I have benefits!" The big man grinned, his face glowing with excitement as he looked at Mu Rutian. He originally thought he had no chance in this Dream Language Order contest, but his luck was surprisingly good, encountering a Seventh Rank Divine Martial Artist. It seemed he was the Mu family genius who had applied to enter some time ago.
