You Dare To Hit My Student? (2)

Taken aback, Ye Qingtang immediately turned toward the source of the voices.

Standing beneath a tree, several tall, slender teenage girls were surrounding a petite figure.

"Meng Yao, stand further back from her. You don't want to get infected by whatever strange disease she has. So disgusting. She smells so bad… It makes me feel like vomiting." One of the teenage girls pinched her nose and she glared disdainfully at the wretched-looking Mu Ziying.

Mu Ziying's clothes were covered in dust and fresh bruises had appeared all over her hands and face. Blood mixed with dirt was smeared all over her face, making her originally delicate features look very dirty and pathetic. She stood quietly beneath the tree, her head lowered, not uttering a single sound. She only clutched her cloth doll tightly against her chest.