"Don't be so smug! Do you think you're something special just because you've climbed into high society? Who knows what filthy methods you used to earn that 'Miraculous Hands Bringing Back the Spring' reputation!" she shrieked at the top of her lungs.
Fu Jing'an struggled to get up in a disheveled state, her luxurious dress stained with dust and her meticulously styled hair in a mess.
The onlookers wore various expressions; some covered their mouths to hide their laughter, some shook their heads in sighs, and others directed unmasked looks of disdain toward her.
Chapter 62