Feng Hao was quite satisfied with Xu Zhenzhen's performance. A while back, when he was busy with the pharmacy, he had given her a few Experience Pills, raising her level to thirty-seven. Compared to the level thirty-nine Yao Ying, the difference wasn't large.
It was precisely for this reason that Xu Zhenzhen could leverage the advantage of her improved Dance Skill to firmly suppress Yao Ying.
Onstage, Yao Ying found herself in a predicament. Her stunningly beautiful face was filled with shock and disbelief. Her Dance Skill, just like her design skills, were the assets she was most proud of. Yet in the short span of a little over a month, both had been dealt one blow after another. How could she possibly accept that?
Being crushed in design was one thing; after all, losing to a mysterious master designer wasn't shameful.
