"And the perpetrators are those who sit on the sidelines—those who watch the excitement and make snide remarks, and those who criticize from behind! It's those cowards who stalk the Internet and think that they can do whatever they please, constantly giving out toxic comments through their keyboards. They are simply venting out all the nasty things they are too afraid to say in real life!"
Tan Mo looked around her.
The crowd was getting bigger.
She did not flinch.
Just as she had said, victims did not need to flinch.
On the contrary, Tan Mo took another step forward and looked around casually as more and more people crowded around her.
Some people were still oblivious.
Some were trying to avoid eye contact.
Some looked embarrassed.
Others just sneered.
Tan Mo smirked. A corner of her steely lips curled up.
Somehow, at this moment, Tan Mo suddenly became steely and unattainable to the crowd that had gathered.
