The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space
Chapter 1255: Scramble for the Embroidered Ball (3)

Chapter 1255: Chapter 1255: Scramble for the Embroidered Ball (3)

Embroidered Balls tumbled above the crowd’s heads, and as soon as someone tried to grab one, it was immediately slapped away by someone nearby. If someone did manage to hold onto an Embroidered Ball, they were instantly set upon by others trying to snatch it...

For a moment, the entire square descended into chaos.

Shadow Three, Shadow Seven, and Yu Qingfeng all joined in on the frantic scrambling for the Embroidered Balls.

"Let’s move back a bit," Gu Qingheng said as he pulled Yang Ruxin further away from the crowd, distancing themselves.

"This is madness," Du Man remarked with a sigh. "What if that Miss Wan isn’t as beautiful as imagined?"

"Haha," Yang Ruxin chuckled. "Even if Miss Wan had pockmarks and limped, these people would still go crazy... all for the armory of Wanren Villa."

Du Man curled her lip: "By that logic, that Miss Wan is quite pitiable."

Gu Qingheng, however, kept a close watch on everyone grappling for the Embroidered Balls; since Xinxin mentioned that someone was watching her, it must be someone familiar, and if it was someone familiar, they would definitely show themselves, and he was curious to see who would covet his wife.

The quality of the people fighting for the Embroidered Balls was uneven. At first, they openly fought for possession, but it soon escalated to dirty tricks and then to actual combat. People were getting injured, and some even died.

Yang Ruxin’s eyebrows furrowed.

Yet, the people of Wanren Villa turned a deaf ear to the events below. Whether people lived or died had nothing to do with them. Even when someone was kicked onto the stage, the nearby girl kicked them right back off without hesitation.

And that middle-aged man was just staring at the incense burner on the stage, where the incense had already burnt down by more than half.

"This is clearly inciting strife," Yang Ruxin’s expression grew cold. Tossing the Embroidered Ball was meant to be a joyous occasion, but Wanren Villa made no effort to ensure peaceful competition, allowing people to slaughter each other instead. Their morals were apparent.

Needless to say, Gu Qingheng and Yang Ruxin’s impression of Wanren Villa instantly soured.

At that moment, nobody knew who, but someone slapped an Embroidered Ball out of another’s grasp. The person hurriedly flew to catch it but was slapped aside by someone else, and the stray Embroidered Ball flew directly towards them.

Yang Ruxin subconsciously reached out and caught the Embroidered Ball, and just as she was about to throw it away, the middle-aged man on the stage announced, "Time’s up."

Simultaneously, a man who had already secured an Embroidered Ball was suddenly sent flying, his Embroidered Ball naturally taken from him.

"Would the ten young heroes who have seized an Embroidered Ball please come up on the stage," the middle-aged man loudly invited.

Yang Ruxin looked at the Embroidered Ball in her hand and mentally cursed a million times. She’s a woman, yet she caught an Embroidered Ball meant for women—what kind of plot is this?

Gu Qingheng also wore an expression as if he were constipated.

However, Yang Ruxin quickly regained her composure and winked at Gu Qingheng: "It’s much better for me to go than for you."

Gu Qingheng gave a wry smile, but his mood wasn’t great, not because Xinxin had snatched an Embroidered Ball, but because of another person who also managed to grab one, Song San.

Yang Ruxin saw him too—the scoundrel who had snatched an Embroidered Ball from someone else at the last moment and confirmed he was the one who had been spying on her earlier. She hesitated. If she went up there and Song San exposed her disguise as a woman, Wanren Villa might consider her a deceiver. But if she didn’t go, Wanren Villa might think she looked down on their Miss.