Li Sheng stared at the woman on the stage, grinding his teeth, "You're talking nonsense, you did it willingly!"
The woman was clearly lying.
What he found most infuriating was that she made her lies sound like the truth, and many in the audience were being fooled!
"Uncle..." Li Fengyu spoke up at just the right time, reminding Li Sheng.
But he was already nearly driven mad by anger, incapable of caring about anything else, he dropped the microphone, charged forward furiously, and grabbed the woman by the throat.
"Say it, explain to everyone, you're lying, you're lying! Say it, come on, say it!"
"Uncle!" Li Fengyu tried to intervene, only to be brushed off by Li Sheng.
Li Sheng's emotions had completely spiraled out of control; his grip tightened relentlessly around the woman's neck, almost strangling her to death.
The sudden turn of events caused the spectators below the stage to change color, and those close to the stage backed away in fear.
