The once peaceful Translation Institute was surrounded by a crowd of people.
Everyone was there to watch the commotion.
The Translation Institute was always a serious place, and such an incident had never happened before. Today, it unexpectedly turned into a scene of disturbance, which seemed quite exciting.
As more people gathered, Ning Yao Wu also ended up lying on the ground.
"Oh my goodness, even our own daughter doesn't care about her parents. She even had the security guard hurt us. She's so heartless. How did I end up with a daughter like this?!" Ning Yao Wu wailed loudly.
Beside him, Wang Gui Lan chimed in, "I raised you from a baby, fed and clothed you. Now that you've grown up, it's okay if you don't recognize us as your parents, but how could you let someone attack your own parents?"
"..."
"There's such a thing?!" Onlookers on the side of the road wondered.