"Hey, Priest brother~"
After a brief moment of confusion, Ramollok tidied up his collar, stood up and looked around to one side while waving to a young priest who was moving away from the judges' panel. As the latter turned back in confusion, Ramollok laughed heartily and pointed to the ground in front of him, "If you're looking for the judges' panel, it's over here."
With great difficulty, Motan finally reached the correct location, yet was overwhelmed trying to find the review panel area among the uniform VIP seats.
"I suggest you temporarily close off your senses, Tom."
Ramollok whispered, words only audible to the little snake in his arms, calmly saying, "I don't believe you have the mental fortitude to remain calm in front of that Hei Fan fellow, so if you wish, maybe you could hibernate for just a little while. Trust me, it will only benefit our planned 'revival ritual'."
