Huh? Dance?
Upon hearing this word, all the disciples in the hall widened their eyes, and the grandmasters and masters quietly straightened up.
Even though they had been singing and dancing these past two days, it was just to let off some steam. They were not really dancing in any proper sense. But Seraphine was different. She came from the Mortal Realm and was once a prestigious family's eldest daughter.
She should be well-versed in various arts like playing musical instruments, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Dancing, of course, would be no exception.
Seraphine shuddered. Her sense of foreboding was growing stronger. She was a Saintess, yet Carlex was making her dance in front of everyone to entertain them. This was no different from belittling her.
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