A murmur rippled through the crowd.
Seven or eight voices whispered amongst themselves.
"This woman is so beautiful, yet she's so vicious..."
"Such a lovely child! She bumped into someone, fine, but to treat her like this? Everyone has parents; how could she do this?"
"Yes, yes, my mother says that the more beautiful a woman is, the more venomous she can be; it's a pity that when I first saw this woman, I was even attracted to her, wanting to pursue her..."
The woman in the sword-clad robe turned deathly pale, her lips trembled, and her whole body shook.
She was filled with both grievance and anger.
She hadn't poisoned her.
Why was everyone saying this?
Were they all blind?
But the little girl before her did show signs of poisoning...
The black aura on her face moved rapidly, he
