Among the crowd were two people Song Yaoyao hadn't expected to see: Song Qingling and Liu Zheheng.
The two had heard Song Yaoyao's thoughts from a shop nearby and come over.
They had been there for quite a while already, but Song Yaoyao had been so absorbed in enjoying the drama that she hadn't noticed them at all.
Song Yaoyao looked at the man on the ground and thought:
*[His right eye has been punched black and blue. It looks so awkward!*
This damn compulsion of mine is acting up. Why didn't Lan Yingniang give him a black eye on the left, too?
Then it would look much nicer and more symmetrical!
*Guagua, should I remind Lan Yingniang to give his left eye a punch, too?]*
Everyone's lips twitched when they heard this. Princess Jiahe, was this really a matter of looking nice or not?
Just then, the man on the ground let out a piercing scream:
"My left eye! My left eye!"
The area around his left eye had turned black and blue as well.
Song Yaoyao: [Lan Yingniang really delivers! Now they're finally symmetrical!]
Before long, the government troops arrived and took Lan Yingniang and the man away.
Still hungry for more, Song Yaoyao thought:
[They're just taking them away like that? That's it? I haven't seen enough yet!]
Guagua: [He's been beaten, and the authorities have been called. Host, what else do you want to see?]
Song Yaoyao: [I suppose you're right. There's nothing else to watch!]
The spectators gradually dispersed. Only when Song Yaoyao turned around did she notice many familiar faces among the gossip-loving crowd, including Song Qingling and Liu Zheheng.
Song Yaoyao glanced at the spectators. The moment she spotted Song Qingling and Liu Zheheng in particular, she turned to leave.
Seeing Song