Huo Yuhao took a deep breath. His mind was calm, so his performance would be smooth, composed, and natural. He tapped lightly on his leaf with the tips of his toes, and his entire body soared into the sky. He was light as a feather, as if there were no gravity or resistance to his movements at all, and the little Snow Lady on his shoulders didn’t even quiver a bit.

He drifted five to six meters forward before he tapped on the water’s surface with the tip of his foot. Chilly air condensed into a patch of ice and supported his body as he glided forward.

“My name is Huo Yuhao, and I’ll be seventeen this year. I am both a control-type and assault-type Soul King, and I’m also a Class 6 soul engineer.”

Once he stopped here, the girls before him all showed expressions of surprise. The Golden Crow Holy Lady was the most short-tempered, and she couldn’t control herself as she raised her hand and said, “Wait, wait. Eldest senior sister, there’s something I don’t understand—can I ask him a question?”

Zhang Lexuan replied, “Just one. There won’t be a next one.”

“Alright.” Wu Ming...