A few people quickly packed their belongings and left.
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Iris Thompson was dragged by the man's arm, leaving the third floor and heading to the stairwell.
He furrowed his eyebrows and scolded, "Why are you so cowardly? Do you know that many people in this world take advantage of the weak and fear the strong? The more you act like this, the more they will bully you!"
"You're usually timid, but even now, you still let them bully you? Don't you know how to resist? How can you..."
The man was talking, but when he glanced back, he saw that Iris Thompson's face was already full of tears. The tears had soaked her bandages, and her deer-like eyes were filled with panic and insecurity.
Her appearance made it difficult for him to continue scolding.
The man looked at her frightened appearance and felt suffocated-- unable to breathe.
Her timidity was contagious.
