Ren Feng walked over and finally saw that the person in the middle was Yu Qingquan.
However, Yu Qingquan's situation was not looking good. In front of her was a wealthy woman with an overpowering nouveau-riche aura, wearing thick gold chains and earrings, dressed gaudily, and cursing with her hands on her hips.
"Are you blind? How do you walk? You bumped into me, don't you know?"
"I'm... I'm sorry." Yu Qingquan was a bit flustered.
"Oh, just a sorry and it's over? You hit me, and it hurt, and you think a simple sorry will fix it?" The wealthy woman's face was menacing, and behind her stood two bodyguards.
The onlookers around shook their heads: "Ah, this girl is so pitiful."
"Yeah, it was just a light bump, but she's being scolded so terribly."
"Hey, keep your voice down, don't provoke her. Look at that woman, clearly, she's not to be messed with. She could probably scold for three days and nights nonstop."
