Feng Yuya clutched her head and fled in panic until she finally found a place to hide.
Looking down at her own body, bruised with purplish and greenish marks from being pelted with small stones, her tears once again uncontrollably slid down, but this time she dared not cry too loudly. From a young age until now, it had always been her bullying others; she had never been humiliated like this. But now, she was completely powerless to fight back.
In her current state, she had no other place to go but return to the Feng Family.
Wiping away her tears, she secretly peeked out, looked around, and seeing no one outside, Feng Yuya crawled out from her hiding spot, stood up, and without even bothering to dust herself off, she hurried towards the distance. Now devoid of her cultivation, even running a bit faster seemed particularly strenuous.
