The audience seats were far and noisy, so they couldn't hear what she was saying.
But in the super VIP room where the Prince was, everything could be heard clearly.
The Seven Little Ones were almost ready to prostrate in admiration for this mysterious woman.
The host hesitated for a moment but still followed the rules and counted to ten. The person didn't get up.
So he announced loudly—Tonight, our winner is—Wild Grass.
Then, the entire venue erupted into chaos...
Some lamented losing money and going bankrupt, others marveled at witnessing a series where Vibovich got dominated.
Looking at the audience seats, the man in the black baseball cap had already left early.
When Gu Xia came out from backstage, Tian He approached her, his eyes filled with admiration.
"Come with me to collect the prize money."
Gu Xia handed over a prepared business card, "Deposit it to this account, I have other matters to attend to, Master Tian... there will be no future meetings."
