Still not understanding what's going on, Tian Xin suddenly found her hands full. She looked down and discovered what she was holding wasn't anything else but a contract.
"No, what priority rights?" A middle-aged man snatched the pen from Tian Xin's hand and turned to angrily question Master Luo: "On what grounds?"
"Exactly, who are you?" The man who was cut off earlier also joined in the commotion.
A few people started arguing, and the crowd instantly surged towards them; the voice from earlier at the door suddenly echoed inside. Tian Xin then noticed that many people who helped her in Suzhou with her clothing were present at today's show, now surrounding her.
These people were chattering incessantly around her. She found herself unable to move or hear clearly and was soon gasping for breath.
