The entire venue was in an uproar.
Mu Wushuang stared blankly at Xue An, her eyes full of astonishment.
She never expected Xue An to appear here.
As for Fu Nianzhi, her face darkened, but after carefully examining Xue An, she couldn't help but sneer.
"Who are you?"
Xue An didn't pay any attention to her words and instead looked quietly at Mu Wushuang.
At this moment, although the injuries on Mu Wushuang's face were healing, the swelling could still be seen, and the bloodstain at the corner of her mouth was still there.
"What? Didn't you hear me talking to you?" Fu Nianzhi raised her voice.
Just then, Xue An suddenly said blandly, "Who hit her?"
Hmm?
As soon as these words were uttered, the whole venue fell silent.
Fu Nianzhi was also stunned.
Xue An raised his head and said with an unwavering tone, "I'll ask again, who hit her!"
Now the whole venue was in an uproar.
Many people began whispering to each other.
"Who is this guy? Never seen him before?"
