"Clap clap clap!" Applause broke out, exceptionally warm.
The ones coming up on stage next were all the wives of their leaders—how could the soldiers not show them face? However, if those sister-in-laws performed really poorly, they couldn't in good conscience vote for them.
Amidst the applause, the music slowly began to play.
A beautiful silhouette was seen, slowly ascending the stage to the rhythm of the music.
The form-fitting Flame Robe showcased her curvaceous figure to perfection; high heels added to her height, making her look tall and elegant; what captured attention the most was her beautiful makeup and the trace of cold arrogance on her face. She was like a Queen seated high above, making one want to surrender at her feet, ready to be dispatched by her.
Everyone in the venue was stunned, their eyes wide open and faces filled with disbelief. Was she really the Guard's Wife? How could she be so beautiful?
