Pentagram
Black Amanda had been staring at Li Bai the whole time, her wide-eyed, dumbfounded expression barely fading.
"Hey, I'm calling you!"
Li Bai reminded the little brat that no matter how handsome he was, he wasn't her type.
Small and dark, flat-chested, foul-tempered, always picking fights, and not likable in the slightest—what advantages did she have?
Cute? Give him a break!
A toad dreaming of eating swan meat should at least look in the mirror before indulging in fantasies, right?
"Amanda! Amanda! Please come forward!"
The old man began urging her on. It was obvious the little girl's attention wasn't on the ceremony.
The members and guests watching the ceremony couldn't help laughing. After all, she was still just a child!
Wasn't spacing out normal?
Adults were always very tolerant of children. If it had been an adult, the laughter probably wouldn't have been kind. It would have been mocking jeers instead.
"Were you calling me?"
Amanda finally came back to her senses.
Fortunately, her face was dark, so no one could tell she was blushing. "Blushing through black skin" referred to yellow people; a black person could never turn red no matter what. She hurried forward and came to the front of the transparent sphere. Following the old man's instructions, she extended her hand and held it above the sphere.
Even then, she didn't forget to look at Li Bai.
The Great Demon had truly taught this little brat a lesson: might really did make right.
To true powerhouses, all kinds of rules existed to be trampled on!
In such a sacred ceremony, in full view of everyone, he had beaten someone in front of the entire crowd and received no punishment whatsoever. Instead, he had even gained the approval of Lord Saint.
At that moment, her entire