"Now then, let us start the talent measuring round."
"#00001, please come on stage," the outer sect elder said as he stroked his beard, gazing at the young man with long black hair, a pin in his hair, and a long black robe.
Just from his clothes and his behavior, one could assume he was from a noble family and did not belong in the commoner zone.
"Kyaaa! Zhongli!! You can do it!!!"
"Hubby, show them what you're made of~~~" Most of all, this Zhongli had a great fanbase for a reason.
"**Smooch! Don't worry, my dears, this is gonna be a piece of cake for me!" Zhongli said as he blew them a flying kiss, which made some of the women faint.
"Dang, that brat is like a real Michael Jackson!" Long Tian thought, looking at Zhongli's overly dramatic behavior.
"Touch that blue orb." A bit annoyed, but still, the outer sect elder suppressed his irritation, as he didn't want to cause another scene for nothing.