An Ning was relentless, her attitude even a little malicious, causing An Jing to grow anxious and start shouting and making a scene.
"An Ning, what are you doing!"
"You're a bully! Just because you're a little better at your studies—"
"Waaaah— How could you do this?!"
The accused, An Ning, silently watched An Jing put on a one-woman show.
An Jing messed up her own hair and viciously scratched several lines on her face, which immediately welled up with red streaks of blood.
Not only that, but she also threw herself to the ground and rolled around twice.
When the people from the courtyard came in, they saw An Jing sitting on the ground, hair disheveled and face covered in scratches. She was crying her heart out, a sight meant to tug at one's heartstrings.
"Mom—let's go home, let's just go home."
"This isn't a place for us. We're not worthy—"
