Young Qiao Was a Stout Woman

Teacher Slaughter had never dreamed that one day he would be picked up and swung around by the lower classes.

When he saw the fat man who might have been a person or a ghost, his first instinct was to turn and run.

But the female lower-class person among the three charged at him, grabbed him, and swung him around in front of her.

Teacher Slaughter was both shocked and furious. "How dare you! I'm a noble member of the Upper Class. How dare you treat me like this, you lower-class person? Put me down at once, then obediently take me back to the Upper Class district!"

"The Lantern Appreciation District?" Xiao Qiao repeated, puzzled by Teacher Slaughter's words. She turned to the people behind her and asked, "What's that?"

She actually didn't know about the Upper Class district? Teacher Slaughter was deeply confused. Was there really anyone in the world who didn't know about the Upper Class district?

And why was this lower-class person so strong? She could lift him with one hand. The lower classes were supposed to be frail and filthy. How could she be so full of energy?

How strange! How strange!

"It's where a bunch of self-obsessed little white people live," Fatty explained as simply as he could. "They like playing all sorts of weird games."

"Oh, I see," Xiao Qiao said, nodding as if she understood. Then she looked at the little white person in her hand again. "I'll take you to play a game."

With that, she cheerfully dragged Teacher Slaughter toward the amusement park nearby.

Teacher Slaughter's shouts echoed through the street. "Let go of me! You lowly, stupid lower-class person! When I get back to the Upper Class district, I'll make you pay! You're as good as dead! Let go of