C153 Huang Jing!

Miss Huang, who had been the topic of conversation for many lately, was now standing right in front of her. It was clear she knew who she was, as her gaze was filled with hostility.

In Yem Mohan's mind, Huang Jing held significant weight. She appeared somewhat delicate, with a pale complexion, like a dandelion in the breeze, ready to be swept away with the slightest gust. Yet