"To hell with all of you," Ren Baqian silently cursed. He removed his helmet and sat on the ground. There were shoes all around him.
If it weren't for Xu Le, Jiang Hu, Du Changkong, and his brothers, who rushed over to protect Ren Baqian, he would have been drowned in a swamp of shoes today.
At present, the massive number of shoes all over the place was evidence.
"Have the list of names been recorded?" Ren Baqian gnashed his teeth in fury and asked Du Changkong.
"Sir, with the exception of the people on the lantern platform, almost everyone on this side threw their shoes." Du Changkong was trying to hold back his laughter.
This was his first time witnessing a scene where more than 100 people threw their shoes. It was quite a spectacular sight.
"Hand me the list of names tomorrow. I'll send someone to collect it!" Ren Baqian was unable to do anything about it, but so what if they had many people on their side?