Tang Wulin and the others were distracted too,
and everyone looked toward the main stage.
Whoosh!
A spotlight shone on the old woman seated beside War God Temple Master Chen Xinjie in the VIP section.
The old woman looked utterly bewildered.
Long Yeyue: ???
What?
No one had told her there'd be this part!
She'd been guilt-tripped into attending this banquet, which was basically a public execution, against her will.
The Luo Sanpao Festival?
Other than staying by Chen Xinjie's side, there was nowhere she wanted to be. And now they wanted her to give a speech?
What kind of joke was this!
"Next, let's welcome Luo Sanpao's representative, Long Yeyue, to the stage to give a speech!"
The host emphasized it again.
Whoosh!
Another spotlight came on. Two beams now shone on Long Yeyue, placing her in the center of everyone's attention.
Long Yeyue's face had gone deathly pale.
Chen Xinjie's eyes were deep as an abyss.
The three members of the Qiangu family could barely keep the corners of their mouths from twitching.
Yun Ming looked even worse. What kind of stunt was the Spirit Pagoda pulling?
"Oh dear, perhaps everyone isn't welcoming her loudly enough. Luo Sanpao's representative didn't hear us!"
"Come on, let's all give her a warm welcome! Let's invite Luo Sanpao's representative to the stage to speak about her admiration for Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang!"
The host began working the crowd, roasting Long Yeyue over the flames.
One gaze after another,
camera after camera, all locked onto Long Yeyue.
"Welcome, welcome! Welcome, welcome!"
The plants in the audience, who'd been prepared in advance, started making a commotion.
Ji Fengyu led the applause too.
Faced with this scene,
Long Yeyue's face went deathly pale. Only one thought filled her mind: escape!
The situation before her had