Hazelyn looked down at me. The height advantage seemed to give her confidence.

"What? You’re still wandering around Gerby? How audacious!" Her tone was full of resentment and was extremely sinister.

"That’s right, Miss Hazelyn." I calmly raised my eyebrows, stared at her, and disdainfully said, "Do I need to be brave to be here?"

"Girls, did you hear that? Someone wants to make trouble in Gerby!" Hazelyn hugged her arms, looked at me with a sidelong glance, and said, "You need my approval to be here."

"Who is she? Doesn't she know her place?"

"Exactly. Step aside!"

The followers behind her were making a commotion.

Lauren coldly snorted. "Oh! I didn’t think I’d see such an unruly crowd in this remote place. Are you pretending to be a gangster? Do you think you're some kind of star just because a few people are following you? But nobody told you, did they? Flies are attracted to feces!"

"You're talking nonsense! Stop making baseless accusations! I'll kick you out!" A woman in smo