Chu Qiaoen basked in a series of compliments.
Her eyes swept over the audience, spotting Xi Rubao's team, and then Zuzi, who was idly by her side. She couldn't help but feel exceedingly smug: "I can't say much, but crushing a few country bumpkins is child's play!"
Xi Rubao: "..." Damn, I've been shaded!
You go ahead and show off, but why drag Herbal Fish into it!
He glared at Chu Qiaoen with irritation, grabbed a handful of assorted herbs from his backpack, and quietly continued practicing his herb identification.
Zuzi, however, just gave a faint smile, fiddling with her smartwatch, not bothered in the least.
However, when Chu Qiaoen took her place on stage and began the routine self-introduction for contestants, Zuzi suddenly, seemingly casually, asked, "Have you finished writing your self-criticism?"
