C122 The Contempt of the King

"Moscovadina?!"

Below the stage, Hong Yan stood up in shock. There was excitement on her face as she stared at Moscovadina.

"You, you are Moscovadina?! I, I am your fan. I did not think that I would have the fortune to see you here. Can you help me sign?"

Hong Yan was so excited that she could not speak properly. She stammered.

"Idol? Sorry, I am afraid I am not qualified to be your idol