"Great, that's wonderful!"
"So satisfying!"
"Beat those bullies to death!"
"Does the young man have a wife? I have a daughter who's twenty-three, beautiful and well-shaped. How about I introduce her to you as your girlfriend..."
Wang Dadong's actions could be described as immensely gratifying, filling the oppressed common folk with gratitude instantly.
Even a passionate auntie wanted to introduce her daughter to him?
Instantly, Zhou Hui got anxious, hurried over to Wang Dadong's side, and took his hand, as if to declare ownership. She probably didn't even know why she had acted this way.
"Hey, little broadcaster," Wang Dadong called out to Han Shasha.
"Broadcast, will definitely broadcast tonight!" Han Shasha waved her little fist.
"I mean..."
"Don't worry, uncle, I'll mosaic your face when I broadcast it." Clearly, the little broadcaster was somewhat intimidated by Wang Dadong.