Tang Muchuan and Feng Yuanyuan hurriedly offered comfort; naturally, they dared not give him the phone to disrupt Zhao Qingshan at this moment.
Shanhe Village.
"Cousin, did you see? The Iron Fist Ancestor was defeated, Chen Xiaobei won!"
Murong Xiaoyi was overjoyed, dancing around with her eyes brimming with tears.
Luo Qingcheng also let out a long sigh of relief, her expression softening; Chen Xiaobei's performance earlier left her utterly amazed.
This unexpected turn of events left her emotions on a roller coaster, causing her heart to race, giving her a sense of surviving a calamity.
But this feeling didn't last long. She saw Ye Shanhe's grim expression on the screen, her heart sinking slightly as she said, "Don't celebrate too soon. I think Ye Shanhe won't let this go so easily."
Murong Xiaoyi said in surprise, "Cousin, are you saying he's planning to let that Elder Ming step in to deal with Chen Xiaobei?"
