The crowd was collectively stunned. Emerson also turned sharply to look.
Incomplete? How could it be incomplete?
Wilda said with an untroubled demeanor, "Since Romus was the first to bring it up, naturally, he deserves a reward! Romus, if you can comprehend the technique among the first 20 people, you will pass!"
The crowd started to stir at those words, feeling as if they had been slapped hard in the face. They had intended to flatter Emerson, but it turned out Remus was actually right.
Emerson's face turned as red as if it were bleeding. His hands clenched into fists, and his face took on an unprecedented shade of gloom.
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