No, it's all fake, it's all fake...
Han Jing kept muttering in her heart, standing still. Suddenly, someone rushed past her, bumping into her. She could even feel the warmth of the fabric brushing by. No, that's not right...
Han Jing kept desperately chanting. Just then, she heard a scream of "Ah," followed by cries of "Help, help—"
Instinctively, Han Jing looked over and saw a delicate-faced little girl, just a teenager, being bullied by several thugs. She was running towards Han Jing, but a burly middle-aged man with a full beard grabbed her and took her back. Several people pinned the little girl on the ground, tearing at her clothes right there in the street...
The little girl's eyes were filled with terror and despair. She looked at Han Jing and kept mouthing, "Save me, save me—"
Many onlookers gathered around, discussing various things, but no one stepped forward to help.
