The women's restroom was outside the rear door, to the left at the end of the corridor.
From where Wu Tao Ying stood, she could see the end of the corridor, where a male and a female performer in stage costumes were arguing loudly.
Both were extremely agitated.
The woman repeatedly tried to scratch the man's face, and it looked as though they were about to come to blows.
But what frightened Wu Tao Ying-
was a woman behind a pillar beside the corridor, staring fixedly at her while someone gripped her throat and covered her mouth.
Her eyes bulged from the pressure, bloodshot and filled with tears, terror, and pleading.
A tall man stood behind the woman.
His face was hidden in the shadows behind the pillar, impossible to make out.
The two of them were no more than three meters from the arguing performers.
The argument had already drawn other people's attention.
The corridor quickly filled with people.
Some came out to break up the argument, while others who looked like officials shouted reprimands.
The corridor was more brightly lit.
Although there were plenty of people over there, from their angle, they could only see Wu Tao Ying standing at the rear doorway, not the people hidden behind the pillar.
In that moment, if Wu Tao Ying shouted, the woman could be saved!
Wu Tao Ying might not have had much education.
But she was no fool, and she had been shrewd since childhood.
Seeking advantage and avoiding harm had practically been bred into her bones.
She hesitated for only a second before ignoring those pleading eyes.
She stumbled toward the corridor.
The people there were busy settling the dispute between the two performers.
They were afraid it would disrupt the performance out front.
No one asked any