Ji Ru Ru listened to Zhuo Anan's mocking words, and her face turned even uglier, "Zhuo Anan, you..."
Meanwhile, Hu Duo and Fang Ping, witnessing this scene, couldn't help but feel satisfied.
"Will you apologize?"
With that said, An An applied a bit more pressure, making Ji Ru Ru feel like she was being slaughtered.
"I-I'm sorry..."
"Apologize to them too..."
Fearing Zhuo Anan might really break her hand, Ji Ru Ru, with a stiff face, glanced at Hu Duo and Fang Ping, unwillingly and almost gritting her teeth, said, "Sorry..."
Only then did Zhuo Anan release her hand.
"Ji Ru Ru, keep your eyes open in the future and don't open your mouth to curse people. Do you believe if you dare touch me, you'll lose your hands?"
Ji Ru Ru didn't believe Zhuo Anan's words. In the Imperial City, could she really have such capability?
Looking at the clothes she was wearing, not a single branded item, and her backpack was extremely ordinary.
