Lin Fu really had it coming.
A low-grade commoner, whose best future prospect was becoming a low-ranking soldier, never making it big in life. Their best shot at success was clinging to a powerful, influential old man to be used as a plaything.
To think Xia Youyou got slapped by someone like that—what a colossal disgrace!
"Knock knock."
The door opened, and a purple-haired girl walked in, clicking her tongue in wonder. "So the rumors spreading like wildfire about you getting into a fight are true? You really got hit? Let me see."
The girl moved closer, not finding the "pig-faced" appearance she expected, a hint of disappointment rising within her.
"Disappointed you didn't see me looking messed up?"
"Not really, what are you going to do about it? Although many on the campus website are defending your honor, blasting those who posted about it as if they wish they were never born, well-informed people know it's true."
