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."