"Mr. Yu asked me to deliver a letter to Young Master Lin based on his ranking in the tournament. I must watch this match closely."
Thinking of Mr. Yu's instructions in the letter, Hua'Er instinctively felt her chest, but she turned pale with fright, her face immediately becoming ashen.
One of the envelopes in her possession was missing.
Disregarding the idea of squeezing further forward, Hua'Er bowed her head, searching the ground, but it was just a sea of feet, densely packed, with no hope of seeing the ground.
"Miss, why are you pushing?"
"I say, Miss, if you're not watching, get out. Why push me?"
The people nearby were jostled by Hua'Er, showing impatience, but Hua'Er paid no mind, continuing to bow her head in search of the ground.
"Lord Official, there's someone disrupting the order here."
