Wang Aihong was so shocked that her mouth hung open.
She watched as Tang Chuxia kicked one person after another, looking way cooler than Gu Beihuai.
"My goodness, what kind of woman is this?"
Wang Aihong's musings were certainly unheard by Tang Chuxia, who was at that moment grabbing those who were up to mischief, all for fear that they might harm Gu Beihuai.
Gu Beihuai, seeing Tang Chuxia make her move, although disapproving, knew they were too busy to handle everything, secretly appalled that so many small fry had managed to slip in.
The fervor on stage at that time was truly intoxicating.
The listeners below were also captivated by this bloody trial, and as for the covert catching in the crowd, it didn't attract much attention because it was well concealed.
Only someone like Wang Aihong kept her eyes fixed on the action.
She felt that it wasn't the people on stage who were impressive, but rather Tang Chuxia and Gu Beihuai, each more fierce than the other.
