Ronan wanted to open his mouth, but when the words came to his lips, he felt that there was still something missing.

If it were anyone else, most of them would not be able to resist the urging pressure of Lord Chun. They could only say something first, or at most slow down their speech to gain time. But Ronan took a breath and said generously.

"Can I organize the language?"

"Of course." Chun Dajun readily agreed.

The school officer Zhenzhen stared at him, but didn't say anything.

Taking this opportunity, Ronan took a deep breath, calmed down, and clarified the next response method, and said softly.

"I observed the 'Yuguang Divine Bird' in this paragraph and took some notes. I would like to ask for your guidance."

On the other side, Colonel Wang Zhen frowned slightly and didn't like Ronan's response.

She could understand the eagerness of young people to be appreciated by the Maharaja, but words and deeds should always be moderate - what, why should we take out the notebook and let Maharaja Chun read it line by line?

Without stopping, the young lieutenant spoke again. However, this time the way he raised his lips and waggled his tongue suddenly changed, and the force exerted by his chest and abdomen, and the resonance pattern of his mouth and head cavity, also became particularly complex, so the sound he spat out,

It seemed like several or dozens of people were talking together... no, they were reading some chapter. It was a little messy at first, but later it became more coherent, and the sound was loud and loud, making the whole room tremble.

And most of the specific content is blurred in the too intense resonance.

As a middle-level backbone of the Jingming Agency, Colonel Zhenzhen has a wide range of knowledge. She was dazed, but she caught a few key words from the tremolo that seemed to be chanting in unison, and formed a basic judgment.

The ancient word for ritual!

And the keywords she heard were "The Demonic Picture Scroll."
Chapter completed!