It was all the fault of this little fairy who popped up from who knows where, being nosy. Thinking this, the old woman glared at Xu Jingjing, "Forget it, forget it. I'm not the type to be unrelenting when I'm right. I won't stoop to argue with a country bumpkin like you. Just take care next time, watch where you're going, you hear? Not everyone is as easy to talk to as I am." The old lady released her grip on Wei Jiaqiang's collar, grumbling angrily. Then, without bothering to pay the fee she had meant to, she quickly made her way out of the lobby with agile, nimble steps.
The crowd sighed in exasperation at the sight, fully aware of how shameless the old woman was. To think she would still have the gall to say she was easy to talk to and look down on country folk. She supposed she was a city person, oh yes! Such was the quality of city people—cheating, deceiving, and bullying the honest ones.
