Jiang Yingyue and Xun Huiyin turned around only to see a woman around the same age as Xun Huiyin standing behind them with a group of other women.
The other women were behaving as if they were watching a play, while the woman who spoke was in the middle.
Jiang Yingyue looked at the woman, her eyes turning cold, and her mood plummeting.
It was clear that this woman was looking for trouble. But Jiang Yingyue was never afraid of trouble.
Raising her chin, she looked at the woman and snorted, "mother, dear, who is this barking dog?"
Xun Huiyin was usually a gentle soul, but she was not going to let others insult her, so she glanced at the woman with a bit of shrewdness in her eyes.
"I do not know her," she said with complete and utter disdain. It was clear that she did not even consider the person important enough to be remembered.
"You!" The woman was clearly angry, her nostrils flared in anger, and her eyes were bulging out.
