A middle-aged man shouted, "WE SUPPORT BOSS SU!"
And just like that, the crowd erupted.
"WE SUPPORT BOSS SU!"
"JUSTICE FOR BOSS SU!"
Some people were so angry, they actually picked up eggs, no one knew where they got them, and threw them at the stage.
One egg flew through the air and hit the side of the stage, splashing near Wei Xin's foot.
The smell was horrible. Rotten.
Wei Xin screamed and tried to wipe it off, her face full of disgust.
"What kind of base is this?! How dare you throw things at me?! I'm the mother of your leader!"
But no one believed her anymore.
"She's lying!"
"She's just trying to get money!"
"Boss Su is too kind! She doesn't need people like that!"
Another egg flew, and this time it hit Wei Xin's shoulder.
She shrieked again, covering her face.
Qin Feng didn't move.
He stood there like a guard, cold and unshaken.
Su Jiyai finally stepped forward. Her expression was still calm, but her voice was cold.
