Huang Daolie agreed on the surface, but in truth, the Skyward Avenue trial was the face of Myriadpath Valley. It definitely could not be treated lightly. He might lower his head now, but afterward, he would surely have to report this to his superiors.
Because this was truly too absurd.
No matter what, after watching such a fine show, the pink-haired girl was in an excellent mood. She hopped down from the golden seat, her pale white dress swaying with specks of starlight. Her pink hair drifted in the air, dreamlike and ethereal, while her eyes curved into crescents and her cheeks bloomed like peach blossoms.
She spun in circles and hummed a tune. Though it was only a small matter, it gave her a sense of accomplishment, leaving her heart sweet as honey.
Huang Daolie, however, had a pounding headache!
He prayed that this little girl's guardian would appear sooner.
Huang Daolie had not expected that the instant he prayed, it would actually come true.
Buzz!
A hazy shadow appeared at the entrance.
Huang Daolie was startled!
Cold sweat poured down his back. On the spot, he took the lead and knelt together with everyone else from Skyward Hall.
"Greetings, Sacred Ancestor!"
That ethereal shadow was faint, and an ancient voice emerged from it, vague and distant.
"You've been naughty again."
The pink-haired girl was startled. She hurriedly stood straight and gave an awkward laugh. "Grandpa, Grandpa, I was optimizing the competitive mechanism of Skyward Avenue. It was so much fun."
"Enough. Go home. Solitary confinement!" the ancient voice said.
"Ah? Grandpa, listen to me. I really did a good deed today!"
The moment the pink-haired girl finished speaking, the figure at the entrance swept forth a storm. In an instant, the girl transformed into pink starlight and was