"Just don't let your imagination run wild."
Gong Zhuo nodded repeatedly: "I will listen to Ruoruo."
In the second round, the Jindan group faced direct disciples from the Beast Taming Sect and the Medicine King Sect.
Yun Feimiao glanced at the names and found that he didn't know either of them, so he pulled Xie Yang to the viewing platform of the Nascent Soul group.
The second round of the Nascent Soul Group was between Wang Yiming and a male disciple of the Tianyin Sect, whose surname was Lai and whose name was Lai.
"This Brother Lai has an interesting name, and he's quite interesting too."
Yun Feimiao couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the other person's outfit, which didn't reveal an inch of skin from head to toe.
The man was wearing flowing clothes, but he had a dark-colored gauze hat on his head and a pair of gloves of the same color on his hands, covering himself completely.
There were few records about this senior brother on the forum. Yun Feimiao only knew that his natal instrument was a gong, and his name was quite interesting, so he was often teased.
The name "Lai" should be a beautiful wish for the sound of nature, right?
But the sound of the gong doesn’t seem to have anything to do with the sound of nature, right?
Tu Feng said from the side: "It is said that this Junior Brother Lai has the same problem as Junior Brother Wang."
"What's wrong?" Yun Feimiao was curious.
"Social phobia." Tu Feng said thoughtfully, "I don't really understand what social phobia means, but Master said so."
"Master also said that Junior Brother Wang's symptoms are relatively mild. He can communicate normally with those around him, but he just doesn't like to interact with outsiders."
"But Junior Brother Lai just doesn't want to interact with anyone. He's even afraid of having his face seen."
"Many disciples of the Tianyin Sect have been with him for over ten years, but they still don't know what he looks like."
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