All eyes turned to one spot—a young man dressed in strange and flamboyant attire, leaning back nonchalantly in a chair, with his legs crossed and fingers constantly digging into his nostrils. He then casually flicked them away as if nothing had happened.,A young person let out a dismissive "tsk" sound, then nonchalantly waved their hand, showing their indifference to the surrounding things.,"I advise you to change your target, or the Grand Competition will be over." Wang Lin stood with his hands in his pockets, his bland words making the three of them furious.。