The woman on the stage was dressed in red silk that couldn't hide her fiery figure. Every move she made elicited cheers from the audience on the stage.
Qhianqhian was silent for a moment: "Mirror, comb, bikini, exchange for your admission of defeat and stepping down."
Being a woman herself, Luo Qianqian still had some goodwill towards women, even if their gender stood in the way, she was still willing to solve things peacefully.
"Hahaha, sister, you might be underestimating me. Although I'm number four hundred and twenty-seven, I'm ranked three hundred and fifty-first, which is more difficult to deal with than you think." The woman blew a kiss towards the audience on the stage, twisting her body, faintly revealing the white skin beneath the barely-a-garment cloth.
Whistles erupted, and someone on the stage heckled: "I bet the little girl's face is red from embarrassment and she's too afraid to look now!"
