Jazmine looked at the crowd, her stunningly beautiful face filled with an icy allure, so dazzling that it was hard to see clearly. It was all too easy to be bewitched by this dangerous beauty. The men around her couldn't help but stare at the woman before them, almost drooling in admiration.
It was at this moment that Jazmine's smile grew even wider, and the coldness in her eyes deepened. As the men began to sense that something was off, she slowly parted her lips.
She said word by word, "First question, a quick response challenge. The first person to answer gets to return home. Tell me, who do you think is more beautiful, me or your mother?"
As soon as the words were spoken, someone powerful emerged.
Jazmine glanced over at the person and said with a hint of playfulness, "Wow, you're quite fast! You managed to seize the opportunity to answer so quickly. Congratulations!"