Having heard Pan Jingjing's explanation, everyone went wild with barrage comments —
"Whose seat did Zhao Ninghan take? Luo Ziyin's? They're pretty much equal, right? Couldn't the organizer just place them together? What poor organization!"
"Zhao Ninghan's actions aren't very decent, huh? Taking a seat in front of all these people and leaving the other person nowhere to sit? Is she just tearing their faces apart directly?"
"Hahaha, she's not giving her any face at all, I love it!"
"Zhao Ninghan is so bold, isn't she afraid of offending the organizer?"
"Am I the only one who thinks she's a bit brainless? It's obvious she's going to offend people. She doesn't have much to fight with Luo Ziyin, and the organizer doesn't need to offend her for Luo Ziyin's sake. I think she took Ming Jing's seat."
These words woke everyone up.
"Sis, wake up! You're courting death by taking Ming Jing's seat. Do you still want to survive and step out of Jiangzhou?"