Challenge

After the string of unexpected incidents, Ai Fei's voice carried a trace of barely perceptible tension as she spoke into the Soul Tool microphone:

"P-please welcome the next contestant—Lan Fuzi of the Eighth Group!"

Lan Fuzi was still in a brief state of "brain shutdown" from the absurd antics of the previous contestants. Hearing her name suddenly called, her body visibly stiffened. She raised a hand and pointed at her own nose, asking blankly, "Me?"

Ai Fei, standing to one side of the host platform, could not help the slight twitch at the corner of her lips when she saw Lan Fuzi's somewhat dazed expression.

Still, compared to the previous "exceptional talents," this contestant's reaction seemed rather innocent.

Ai Fei silently prayed, A little foolish is fine. At least don't pull any more bizarre tricks.

Then she raised a hand in invitation, her tone gentler. "That's right. Please come forward, Your Excellency Lan Fuzi, and show Your Excellency the Silver Dragon Princess your feelings."

"Stay calm. I have to stay calm." Lan Fuzi took a deep breath and tried her best to settle her nerves.

She had always lacked experience with major events and barely understood the matchmaking procedures. Yet when she thought of the "heaven-defying performances" of the first four contestants, she actually relaxed—no matter how poorly she did, she could not possibly be more ridiculous than "finding friends to return to the village," "giving out lollipops," or "confessing to strangers." That gave her a little more confidence.

And upon careful consideration, after the outrageous antics of those four freaks, her chances of succeeding in her confession had nearly doubled.

Naruto Uzumaki, Uchiha Sasuke, GG Bond, and Cheng Liuxiang were definitely out of the running. Then there was Nan Fusheng, who had not even appeared yet but had already