"Gu Bailian, not only are you shamelessly clinging on and refusing to leave, but you're also blatantly lying. Isn't this set of moves the same one Yin Hu performed at the martial arts competition?!"
"Damn, damn, damn, you think just because Yin Hu was crushed in the tomb and is no longer around, you can spout nonsense? You think just because my sister, Professor Feng, and Mr. Bai weren't present, you can reverse your position and cling to your teaching position without let go!"
Xi Rubao was fuming with rage.
Unfortunately, the venue was so vast, and she didn't have a microphone, so her angry accusations couldn't reach the judges' panel or the audience seats.
Instead, every word from the judges' panel was transmitted down, and the constant, bell-like laughter of Gu Shiyin sounded even more piercing.
