Just as everyone stood there at a loss, that familiar voice suddenly rang out again:
"Hey! What on earth are you all staring at?
I'm right here!
Hurry up and make some room! Which heartless scoundrel stole my shoe?
If you know what's good for you, hand it over right now, or don't blame me for showing no mercy!
I'm telling you, this fist packs quite a punch!"
Only then did Ying Ming Hao and the others snap out of their daze as though waking from a dream. They turned toward the voice and shifted slightly to either side, opening a narrow passage.
Through the gap, they could see a beautiful young woman with a graceful figure standing on one foot, shouting furiously while waving her small, delicate fist, putting on an imposing display.
Her right foot was raised high. Where a pretty shoe should have been, her foot now looked unusually bare, with only a sheer, snow-white stocking clinging forlornly to it. The missing shoe had vanished without a trace.
Even more amusingly, having lost her balance, she had to cling tightly to a companion beside her just to keep herself upright and avoid falling.
The other women who had come with her looked just as bedraggled. Some had even mysteriously lost both shoes.
Every one of them glared fiercely at Fatty Zhang, Xuan Chengzi, and the others, as though ready to devour them alive.
They felt everyone was suspicious to some degree, but the most suspicious of all was undoubtedly Xuan Chengzi, with his sleazy looks and shifty, ratlike eyes!
"Senior Sister He, what happened here?!"
Ye Rulan's heart clenched. Could something terrible have happened to these sisters?!
She could not help wondering.
Meanwhile, amid the bustling crowd, Fatty Zhang, Jie Kong, Xuan Chengzi, Tao Yang, and