Wu Yue!

In the boisterous, boiling hall, everyone's eyes were glued to the breathtaking figure in midair.

The burly young man who had just squeezed his way to the front of the crowd stood tall and proud, waiting to admire the beautiful captain's elegance. Several lackeys beside him hurriedly raised their hands and pointed into the air, their voices excited and impassioned.

"Boss, look over there! It really is the captain of the Deep Space Team! She's ten times prettier in person than the rumors said!"

"Absolutely stunning! As expected of the number one beauty on our battlefront! We've truly had our eyes opened today!"

The burly young man narrowed his eyes, about to put on a lofty air and examine her closely, when the smugness on his face suddenly froze.

His pupils contracted slightly as he stared at the air in utter confusion.

Wu Yue, who should have flown into the hall to personally select team members, flapped her six pink Spiritual Primal Energy wings, lightly turned in midair, and bypassed the crowded masses, gliding toward the corner at the very edge of the crowd.

Her landing spot happened to be where Lu Yuan stood—the very place the burly young man had casually berated and shoved him away from moments earlier.

The burly young man unconsciously muttered, disbelief filling his voice. "Huh? That's not right... Why is she going toward that pretty boy?"

The lackeys beside him were instantly dumbfounded as well. One by one, they craned their necks, their faces blank with confusion.

Countless spectators throughout the hall also shifted their gazes. The eyes that had been focused on the platform all fell upon the two figures in the corner.

Under the focus of countless eyes, Wu Yue landed gracefully.

Her silver-white combat suit clung to her slender, graceful figure.