On the stage, Ye Xiwen's small hand was unconsciously clutching tightly in tension, a fact that could be discerned by anyone standing beside her.
Looking at her bizarrely, Xia Luoyu did not say anything.
Ji Shubai and Jing Youlan also gave her a strange look, feeling somewhat curious.
This girl seemed more anxious than they did, and even more so than Mu Lin on stage; they had noticed earlier that morning that this seemingly delicate and fragile girl was actively initiating conversation with Mu Lin, and it was the same just now.
Subconsciously, the corners of their mouths curled up slightly, very satisfied with the fact that Mu Lin was popular wherever he went—true to Mu Lin's essence.
Nevertheless, they were not worried about Mu Lin at all, because they had witnessed his formidable strength first hand. That guy called Liang Cao was simply not a match for Mu Lin, they were looking forward to seeing him cry later, that would be...very interesting.