After a while, elder Shao said with difficulty, “Zhu Xiaojiu, 200 points, full score.”
There was sparse applause from below the stage. Some people had already accepted Hei Xinjiu. Although most people still felt that it was not appropriate for a pig demon to be the saint concubine, they did not reject her as much as before.
Sheng Rushuang was so angry that she was about to die!
Her subordinates had failed in their attempt to steal the chicken, but instead, they had helped that pig demon. One could imagine how depressed she was!
Moreover, when she saw Yun Chujiu’s previous bearing, she felt a faint sense of inferiority. Even if she did not want to admit it, she knew that the bearing that she was proud of could not compare to that pig demon. It was simply infuriating!
Elder Shao read the final ranking again. At this time, there were only ten people left on the high platform.