Before long, a wave of people surged into the park, encircling Chi Zaozao and the other two, eager for a spectacle and recording videos, whispering conspiratorially and pointing fingers while discussing animatedly.
"Huh, it's the same old drama of a best friend stealing a boyfriend, is it not?"
"Indeed, women these days are so cheap, aren't men everywhere? Why go after your best friend's man?"
"Such women deserve to be drowned in a pig cage, sliced and diced a thousand times."
"Disgusting, shameless hussy."
"She's like a rat crossing the street; everyone wants to hit her."
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The vile words of the bystanders made Chi Zaozao's scalp tingle.
Having been trained in Country E for a while, she had an inherent air of pride and nobility in her bones. She who was always held in high esteem, how could she tolerate such insults from these people.
She stood in the middle, head held high, chest out, not at all intimidated by the surrounding crowd.