"You've gone mad," Sun Yiliang said, his face filled with shock as he quickly grabbed hold of Xu Qingqing.
Xu Ying sneered coldly and stood up, "What about rural people? Are they inferior to city dwellers? Since you're so high and mighty, Sun Yiliang, let me ask you, don't you city folks eat grains?"
"Yes," Sun Yiliang replied, his expression turning worse as his name was mentioned, he had always tried to hide himself, not wanting to be seen by Xu Ying.
"City dwellers eat the food grown by us rural farmers and yet claim to be superior. That's truly shameless and hypocritical," Xu Ying said with a look of contempt.
Sun Juan's face flushed red with pride, always boasting about her urban heritage, but even she could not withstand Xu Ying's blatant insults.
