The sight of a water pillar in the distance shooting from the sea into the sky made Lin Sanjiu shudder as if the cold water a dozen meters away had splashed onto her face. Her brows knitted into a tight knot. She looked at the grand prize's profile. It was wet, fair, and clean. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but nothing came out in the end.

She finally saw the light.

Maxin did not say anything. He floated on the seawater, but he did not turn his head to face them. His shoulders were stiff, his spine straight as a ramrod. The mermaid tail that he took out a few minutes ago was no longer in his palm.

The only person amongst them that didn't read the atmosphere was Soulsqn.

The entire conversation happened in merely one or two minutes. In fact, even if Ji Shanqing did not try to stall him, there was no way Maxin could get out of the competition area in time. However, the fact did not lighten either Lin Sanjiu or Maxin by even the slightest bit. The former's stomach wa