the grandpa was overjoyed when he heard that.
"So you're saying I don't need to show my talent?"
I've seen your talent three or four times, " said link, waving him off. you should give the other contestants some time.
Link didn't even waste time using detect on the old man. He just arranged for him to rest inside.
Humming a little tune, the old man strolled into the inner hall.
Those who could pass the test and sit here were all strong and well-built people, and they were also the best among the countless contestants.
But at this moment, an old man in a yellow and white undershirt swaggered into the rest area with flip-flops, a teacup in his hand, a fan in his hand, and a yellow and white shirt.
his expression and his eight-figure steps, as if he didn't see himself as an outsider at all, immediately attracted the attention of the contestants.
"Who is this?"
"he doesn't look like a contestant. could he be a member of the qilin hall?"