A farce!
This is definitely an absurd farce!
The applause from below the stage seemed to escalate as if in competition, with the Eastern Camp and the Western Faction refusing to back down, neither willing to stop first.
On stage, Uncle Dong was completely dumbfounded, while backstage, the members of the Cold Winter Squad, along with all the retired veterans who came to give lectures, were all frozen with bewildered expressions.
Wha-what happened?
No one knew what happened.
Even Cheng Ye, the one who initiated this, was slightly stunned, but he managed to suppress it without showing any abnormalities that could be linked to the situation.
After a while.
It was only after Uncle Dong bowed repeatedly and then hurriedly retreated backstage that the applause gradually subsided, bringing the farce to a close.
"Cheng Ye, do you already have some special connection with the Westerners...?"
Matthew Lee looked grim, motioning with his eyes for him to look at Dario Haven.
