"That sickly Yu Qiuchi is nothing compared to Mo Weiyun. When Mo Weiyun was in power, Yu Qiuchi was still there!"
"Who is Mo Weiyun? I heard his biological mother was sold into prostitution, by Madam Yu... Holy crap, who is that?!" The boy who spoke was hit on the head by a flying wine glass. He instinctively touched it and saw it was covered in blood. He cried out in panic, "Blood, blood..."
The group of boys who had been gossiping around were all stunned.
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