Baili Xia was so nervous that she was sweating in the palms of her hands.
Although she wasn't looking at those people, she knew they were approaching again.
She was still supporting Mu Xiaoyao, her mind racing.
Suddenly, her eyes lit up.
Staring at Mu Xiaoyao, her voice dropped a few notches.
Leaning in close, she spoke almost directly into his ear.
"Brother, next time Uncle tries to force me, can you... help me?"
She said those words very softly.
Apart from Mu Xiaoyao, no one else could hear.
Upon hearing that Uncle was going to force her, Mu Xiaoyao, who had closed his eyes, suddenly opened them.
"I won't... I won't let him bully you anymore!"
The words he suddenly blurted out were clearly laced with anger.
His voice was not loud, but, it was loud enough for everyone to hear.
In an instant, more than ten people took several steps back.
Mu Xiaoyao was not dead drunk; he was awake, he was sober now!
Good God, Mu Xiaoyao was sober!