"But isn't Rolin also Chinese?"
"There's something you don't know, Rolin returned after studying at the Ancient Tower."
"You," the user with the ID 'Lan Mengmeng' almost lost her breath: "You, you're being ridiculous!"
"Look at that, when you can't argue, you start labeling people—if criticism isn't free, then praise is meaningless—the domestic league's self-degradation, half of the responsibility falls on you mindless fans, who only know how to praise."
"I'm so mad!"
Tianlan, in a fit of anger, nearly threw the Communication Crystal in her hand.
Luo Yu and Gita turned around and saw her muttering to herself, while frantically tapping away on her Invoker system, like she was having a fit, couldn't help but ask in surprise: "What are you doing?"
"Nothing." Tianlan replied through gritted teeth.
Gita, being slightly shorter, could just see the shadow on her opponent's light screen from behind Tianlan.
