Cheng Mingyue widened her eyes, staring at these people.
Among these people, she knew some, but most she didn't recognize.
Yet all of these people, without exception, looked at her with malicious eyes.
Cheng Mingyue tried hard to maintain the demeanor of a lady from a prominent Martial World family, and said coldly, "At a time like this, kicking someone when they're down, isn't what a true gentleman would do, is it?"
It would have been better if she hadn't spoken, as soon as the words left her lips, some people in the crowd sneered.
"So Miss Cheng knows what a true gentleman is? I thought Miss Cheng didn't even know how to write the words for modesty and honor!"
"Those complicated words for modesty, how would Miss Cheng know them? I reckon she doesn't even recognize the word for face!"
