Lu Kai spat and hit Ren Wenshan in the face, asking, "Where is everyone? Why hasn't anyone come into the dressing room?"
Ren Wenshan, humiliated, felt the muscles in his bootlicking face tremble, yet didn't dare change his expression. He explained, "Maybe it's not time yet!"
"Not time?" Lu Kai laughed coldly and said, "The performance starts at 9:20, and it's already 8:50. You're telling me it's not time?"
Ren Wenshan glanced at the expensive watch on his wrist, puzzlingly switched off the dressing room monitor, and checked the other backstage surveillance cameras.
What he saw made his jaw drop in shock, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.
Lu Kai, seeing Ren Wenshan's gaping mouth, disgustingly cleared his throat and spat a thick phlegm directly into it with precise accuracy.
Ren Wenshan, startled by the phlegm entering his mouth, instinctively closed it, swallowing it completely. He clutched his throat, coughing violently until tears and snot ran down his face.
