"Tch, yellow-skinned monkey, get lost...."
An old white witch behind her, with a vicious face whose skin sagged down to the neck, kept hurling insults at Zhu Fei who had already walked away.
Beside her were men and women who looked on gloatingly, or store employees watching coldly from the sidelines.
Zhu Fei clutched the fast-food box tightly in his hands, indifferently casting those insulting words firmly out of mind, vowing that he would never set foot in this disgusting burger joint again.
Although he thought this way in his heart, he inevitably had a faint sense of grievance and misunderstanding towards his parents.
He didn't understand why his parents insisted on sending him abroad for further studies when the family was already well-off back home, and domestic educational resources had gradually been gaining importance in recent years. Studying at home would have been fine too.
