"Stop being shameless in broad daylight!"
The one who spoke was one of the two women who had been crying on the ground.
Yue Jiaojiao's line of sight was completely blocked by Zhao Zhan. She tilted her head and sneered at him.
"Are you jealous? This is normal. After all, my husband can't bear to make me kneel on the ground in the middle of winter just to extort people. Do your knees hurt?"
The woman almost choked. Her eyes were red and she wanted to say something, but the cold and stinging pain in her knee made her instantly blame her husband for this whole situation.