Xu Jing glanced at Chunyang.
She knew about the things Chunyang mentioned, but didn't pay much attention to them.
After all, once a person gains a certain reputation, they inevitably become a topic of conversation for others. Xu Jing wasn't the kind to care about such things. Besides, she originally wanted her fame to grow even more so she could better compete with Guangming Hall.
She only curiously leafed through the pamphlets that Chunyang and Chunxiang playfully bought, which were based on her as a character. However, the quality of those pamphlets varied, and many included the authors' own imaginations. Even small things Xu Jing casually did were exaggerated as if she had done something world-saving. Just a glance at them made her feel a toothache; she really didn't have the face to continue appreciating them.
