At this moment, over a hundred gazes converged on Luo Chen like spotlights. He stood at the center of the crowd, seemingly becoming the focal point of everyone's attention. Yet, under all these eyes, Luo Chen's thoughts drifted back to his distant childhood.
Back then, his mother would always gently hold him and take him for walks. The scenery along the way was picturesque, but people's words were as sharp as knives. Whether it was the relatives of the Lin Family or the lowly servants and maids, they always looked at him with unusual eyes, sneering smiles hanging at the corners of their mouths. As a child, he didn't understand much, but those cold laughs and sarcastic remarks stabbed into his young heart like needles.
