Gu Zi addressed the crowd, "What my mother said is exactly what I wanted to express. Whether you believe it or not is not important to me. I don't need your apologies. Now, disperse."
She had been puzzled earlier by the woman who had been opposing her. The woman seemed vaguely familiar, but Gu Zi couldn't recall where she had seen her before. Now that she knew the woman was Zhu Ling, her aunt's cousin, it all made sense. No wonder she looked familiar.
However, who instigated the crowd was irrelevant. The mob had been unruly, even blocking her from her own home. She saw clearly that these people were not worth her time.
Upon hearing Gu Zi's words, Su Ming's heart sank, his face turning pale. Although he knew there was no hope, he couldn't help but try to salvage the situation. He said to Gu Zi, "Mrs. Su, I mishandled this situation. I should have made a public statement earlier. Please, consider..."