Psychological discomfort

"Okay, okay."

Seeing that Mrs. Yang was really anxious, Xiaoguo quickened her pace.

Ever since Li Zhaodi scolded Xiaoguo, Mrs. Yang had been at odds with her. Whenever Li Zhaodi ran into anything bad or made a fool of herself, Mrs. Yang would rejoice over it.

That's right, she was gloating over her misfortune. Although it was bad to do so, it was satisfying to use it on Li Zhaodi.

Xiaoguo didn't feel as happy as Mrs. Yang. But she didn't feel sorry for Li Zhaodi either. She just didn't feel anything. It didn't matter to her whether Li Zhaodi was doing well or not.

When the two of them came out, they bumped into many people who were walking in the same direction.

Xiaoguo couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. This was too scary. The entire village was out to watch the show.

But that made sense. In ancient times, there weren't many avenues for entertainment. The only entertainment people had was to gossip about others.