"You shameless bastard. I must have been blind to have misjudged you."
Jun Ting opened his mouth, but had nothing to say.
Guan Xiao Dong said coldly, "Young Master Jun, I've already grown tired of playing with this piece of trash. If you want her, take her."
"You're giving me something you don't even want?"
"Do you think this place is a recycling center?"
With that, Jun Ting left without the slightest hesitation. His face dark, he turned and walked away.
"Hmph. Even when she threw herself at him, he didn't want her. Does she really think she can cling to Young Master Jun?"
After letting out a mocking laugh, Guan Xiao Dong left as well, leaving behind only Wang Yanqiu, whose face was twisted with rage.
Seeing this, the others silently dispersed and went about their own business.
*
The next day, they got up early.
Today, they had to climb the massive Stone Mountain ahead of them all the way to the summit, observe the terrain around them, and determine which direction would be the right one to take.
The journey that followed was rather miserable for Wang Yanqiu.
Jun Ting ignored her, Guan Xiao Dong no longer wanted her, and the others always looked at her with contempt.
When she was tired, no one helped her. When they climbed the rocky slopes, no one reached out to pull her up. When she was hungry or thirsty, no one went to pick wild fruit for her.
The men were afraid she would latch onto them, while the women kept their distance. Song Yaqin, in particular, would mock her from time to time.
Perhaps the road was especially difficult today. He Xiaolan fell behind.
Coincidentally, Jun Ting had slept poorly the night before and was in low spirits today,