There are mischievous children everywhere, but here they are the most abundant.
Li Yuerong was so angry, she stomped her feet wanting to catch the most mischievous ones, but the kids slipped away like eels amidst their laughter and playful antics.
Turning to the adults, they showed a good attitude of admitting their mistakes, continuously apologizing, and no matter how Li Yuerong scolded them, they nodded and bowed with sincere admissions of guilt.
Over time, Lin Zizhu and the others gradually noticed something off.
Zhang Xijuan, feeling uneasy, moved a bit closer to Lin Zizhu, tugged at his clothes, and whispered, "Brother Zizhu, have you noticed that these adults... their smiles all seem to have the same wideness?"
Li Yuerong's angry voice gradually faded, as she had always felt something was amiss.
Now, everyone quickly gathered together, warily looking at the adults who kept apologizing to them.
