An Xiaxia's face went pale and she gritted her teeth. "Move!"
She was going to push Li Fanxing and Song Qingchen to the side and force her way up!
"Your mother isn't dead, is she? Doesn't that make you a motherless wildling? No wonder you're such a low achiever. If I were you, I wouldn't even be here for this competition. You're an embarrassment yourself…" Song Qingchen sighed with feigned sympathy, while Li Fanxing said in a cynical tone, "That's right, but some people just don't know what shame is. What can you do about it?"
Li Fanxing secretly extended her leg, which was unnoticeable under the layers of her long dress, but it was enough to trip An Xiaxia!
They weren't high enough on the stairs to hurt An Xiaxia with a fall. However, they would be satisfied enough to see An Xiaxia make a fool of herself!
Slap —
Before her foot could trip An Xiaxia, there was the crisp sound of a slap!
