Feng Qing's emotions were also infected. She subconsciously raised her voice and said, "Very good, everyone, get up!"
The next second, hundreds of people moved in unison and stood up from the ground. Feng Qing raised her hand and pointed at Xie Yuhuan. "Everyone, listen to my command. Turn to the audience."
Swoosh! A uniform voice sounded again. The loyalists and the members of the Xie family turned around without hesitation.
Feng Qing said in a clear voice, "I want you to tell Little Aunt personally who you listen to?"
Everyone did not hesitate at all. They all stared at Xie Yuhuan in the audience and shouted, "We are all under Ninth Master and Young Madam."
Everyone shouted three times in a row. The high-pitched and deafening shout was like waves hitting the shore, causing the blood in their bodies to churn non-stop.
