Chen Zhixing rolled his eyes again.
Not only did he roll his eyes, he also somehow pulled out a peach from nowhere and shoved it into his mouth.
Hmm, this time returning to the Celestial Profound Realm, his role with Yimiao reversed.
It was his turn to be in the audience, watching Yimiao and Celestial Saint perform their demonstration on stage.
You don't say.
The feeling of openly enjoying the show from the sidelines was actually quite nice!
...
Inside the great hall, the atmosphere shifted from tense confrontation to hidden murderous intent.
Outside the hall, the big and the small seemed unaware of any tension, uh, actually Mo Qingyue did have a bit of tension on her face, but that was instantly resolved by a single sentence from Little Chen Zhixing.
"Don't think about it, they're not going to fight. You should know this is the Celestial Saint Palace. If Celestial Saint gets serious, both Yimiao and I would get hit just once each."
