After Xi Yu's sigh ended, the whispers around began to rise again, but this time the discussions were much more intense.
"No way! Did I hear that right? The goddess actually wants to leave the entertainment industry, don't!"
"Boohoo, goddess, we don't want you to leave."
"Yes, yes, goddess, no matter what you become, we still like you, and you just looked so cool!"
...
However, Xi Yu seemed not to hear these voices, and her impatient gaze continued to fall on Zhang Ziyin's face. Amid the other's silence, she continued to speak: "Don't doubt my words. I remember the last person who doubted me is now terribly unlucky."
Underneath her words, she cast a sidelong glance at the other, her black eyes full of undisguised disgust.
