People were often like that. When they did not do well, they could not bear to see things go smoothly for someone else.
Especially if it was someone that they felt was inferior to them; that made it even more difficult for them to accept.
Ye Qingtang ignored their sarcastic remarks. She paid no more attention to them than she would to a fly buzzing in her ear.
But the youths were even more enraged when Ye Qingtang ignored them. Their expressions were malicious as they blocked her way.
"Ye Qingtang, you're pretty hardworking. Did you just leave the practice arena? Ah…. with your standards, even if you managed to crawl into the Martial Arts Championship, you will be defeated in the first round. You better put in some last-minute work. But… isn't it too late to pretend to be diligent now?"
"Get lost." Ye Qingtang glared coldly at the youths who were blocking her way.
