The pale face similarly etched out a relaxed and confident smile.
Nodded slightly.
The voice, though weak with a touch of inadequacy, resounded clearly in the living room:
"Hmm."
Soon after, Fang Qingyu cast his eyes over his companions who surrounded him, faces still marked with surprise and concern, his smile widened with a hint of teasing:
"What, do you think I can't break through?"
Everyone's expressions froze instantly.
From worry to bewilderment.
Their minds seemed to have stalled.
Chu Kuanglan's facial muscles twitched.
Looked at Fang Qingyu's pale face, then at his mysterious and vast starry eyes, and again at Jiang Wei's assured smile...
A few breaths later.
"Oh my!!!"
Chu Kuanglan let out a strange cry.
"It's true?! Tier Three?!"
He rushed to Fang Qingyu, his large fan-like hands wanting to pat Fang's shoulder but afraid of breaking him, stopped awkwardly in mid-air, face full of vibrant expression.
A mix of ecstasy, shock, and disbelief.
