When the woman saw that Chi Yin hesitated to take it, she forcibly shoved the item into her hands.
The group of gossiping women folded their arms and sneered. "Well, well! Playing dumb the moment things get serious, are you? I think you’re just here to make up the numbers in our training class!"
Chi Yin looked at the chiffon blouse in her hands. She thought of how Master Zhao had been a dedicated tailor for decades, trembling with care for his craft; she couldn't allow him to be branded with the reputation of showing favoritism to a student because of her.
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