Shi Xiuyan's entry indeed caught the eyes of many, but some people looked away after a few glances.
For some, their gaze lingered on her for quite a while.
These people occasionally glanced at her, then turned to whisper to those next to them, their eyes full of disdain, scorn, or schadenfreude... often carrying a thick sense of mockery.
Judging by their expressions, what they were saying was undoubtedly unpleasant.
Who knows?
After all, the vanity fair is not a place of kindness.
The people here are opportunistic and extremely snobbish.
Some people's lives are so tumultuous and exciting that they can rival several lifetimes of others.
Some have ascended the mountain, some entered the temple, and some were left alone.
Most friendships among them can only exist between those whose careers, family backgrounds, and wealth match.
Kindness is a rarity.
