Ye Jian didn't understand Korean, but she could hear the disgust in the Korean students' tone.
The Korean students were not friendly to the Chinese students. Similarly, she didn't like the Korean students either. In her past life, although she didn't dare to make friends and didn't dare to show her face, she had more or less heard some things about Korean students. Since she had bad memories of the Korean students in her past life, she had a preconceived impression of them in this life. She didn't like the Korean students either.
Now that the other party had expressed their unfriendliness, she could openly express her unfriendliness too. There was no need to hide it anymore.
Hence, Ye Jian was happy to see the unfriendliness of the Korean students.
Hearing the disgust in the female students' whispers, Ye Jian smiled slightly and suppressed the darkness in her eyes. The sharpness hidden in the depths of her eyes faded until it disappeared.
