"Excuse me! Uncle! Aunt! Sister! Ah, ah! Excuse me, please let me pass! Excuse me…" The little fellow was tiny and short, so she nearly drowned in this sea of people.
The adults who were clapped all turned around and had to look down to see the taut-faced girl running past them.
"Eh? Child! Stop! Child, why are you cutting the line? Line up in the back!"
"Right, right! Get in line! Don't think you can cut the line just 'cause you are young!"
"We've been waiting here for very, very long!"
"That's right! This child doesn't have any manners! Go to the back, the back! Line up!"
Qiao Mu was immediately blocked by several middle-aged women. She tilted her head and looked at the distant gate of the Holy Water Sect.
There were at least a thousand steps before she could get there!
