Though those people were full of reluctance, having witnessed Lin Lang's methods just now, none dared to say more.
They were angry but silent, only casting hateful glances toward the few who had led the disturbance before.
Someone in the crowd angrily accused:
"It's all because of you! If it weren't for your nonsense here, how would things have ended up like this!"
The troublemakers, now disheveled and dejected, slumped on the ground, could only lower their heads and remain silent under the crowd's reproach.
Just like that, Lin Lang led Jin Xiaoyu away, becoming more distant among the crowd's complex gazes, leaving behind a group of people sighing and complaining in vain on the spot.
...
Along the winding path, Jin Xiaoyu always held tightly to Lin Lang's hand, as if fearing he would disappear like the wind if she let go.
