The crowd was silent, their mouths agape in surprise. Once they regained their composure, their expressions shifted in unison, eyes brimming with contempt and disgust. One hand covered their mouths while the other fanned the air in front of them.
Sharon and the others were clearly startled by this dramatic scene as well. A touch of embarrassment reddened their handsome and gentle faces before they decisively covered their mouths with their hands.
Feng Youyou's body stiffened, her face filled with horror, but she couldn't control her body at all. The more agitated she became, the louder and more resonant each sound was. The pungent odor made her wish she could throw up everything she ate for lunch. The solid, blade-like gazes all around her made it even more excruciatingly embarrassing.
She trembled all over and fainted from anger.
"Cough cough, let's move to a different spot. The air isn't great here," Zhiyan gave a dry cough, suggesting to those around her.
