Zuzi leaned her jade arm on the bar, smiled softly, and gestured with her fingers, casting an Immortal Technique towards the crowd not far away.
The socialites were dumbfounded by the sudden reversal of events. Once they snapped out of it, they couldn't help but be filled with righteous indignation:
"Shen Ying deceived our feelings!"
"It turns out Shen Ying secretly plagiarized Wu Ming's comics from twenty years ago, and now she's biting the new alias Qianshan instead. That's just too bitchy."
"For authors, character comes first. If one's own values are wrong, there's no way to write a good work; only stealing others' ideas is possible. That's basically a thief!"
"Fortunately, I didn't tip her earlier, or I'd be fuming!"
"Same here, I'd rather feed dogs with my money than her!"
The harsh criticisms online disappear when you close the webpage.
But the clear and sharp accusations from those around her were impossible for Gu Shiyin to ignore.
